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I've always meant to come up with a better title for this, but it's just sort of stuck now. =P

This is a story I started several months ago. I had a few chapters done, but I took a long break from it before coming back to it recently. It features one of my lovable and fluffy characters, Blade, in his time growing up in a desert city. (HAH, GET IT? THE DESERT BLADE? HAHAHA. >.>) Since Blade developed a love for other male dragons rather early on in his life, this story will feature mostly M/M content, except for a M/M/F threesome later on~

So, I'm going to do the same thing I did for my last story and post Dropbox links as well as a roughly-formatted version on here.

Thanks for reading! I'd love some critique/feedback to help me improve. =3

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It was the rainiest day the desert city had seen in a long while. Giant pillars of dark-gray clouds came from over the sea and swept the sand in the air with some powerful gales that ripped through the streets, followed by torrents of heavy rain. Blade, a dragon hatchling not even a year old, cowered beneath an abandoned cart, trembling and whimpering. His feathers were soaked, he was cold, and he was starving.

His parents had abandoned him not long after he was born—a death sentence for a feral hatchling in this city. If natural causes didn’t kill him, the two-legs would. For months, Blade had clung to life by dodging the two-legs that he could and scrounging by on the barest necessities, but his luck was soon coming to an end.

Blade curled up in the tightest little ball he could to keep warm, but with it being the middle of the night, the desert’s air was almost frigid. The city’s sandstone walls and buildings hardly provided any protection for the strong gusts of wind that battered him beneath the cart.

His black and gold feathers were unkempt, matted, and strewn about every direction. What were once bright, golden eyes were now dull, yellow spheres with little to no life left in them. His gaunt body looked grotesque, especially now that his fluffy feathers were wetted down.

Blade weakly looked around from under the cart. There were still some legs quickly ambling about up and down the street, seeming to be looking for shelter. He sighed meekly and closed his eyes. His heart beat faintly in his chest, and his head swam with a dull, icy pain. His limbs were numb, and he wasn’t able to feel anything. Even he knew he was about to die.

He heard footsteps approaching close to his cart, so he glanced at them. He saw four small, blue, dragon legs walking past, seeming to be struggling against the wind. One paw was different from the rest; it was painted purple instead of blue. Those legs belonged to a male dragonet not much older than him. Blade immediately recognized that as a friendly dragon that could help him, but his squeak died in his throat and he quietly wheezed.

The paws stopped. Blade tried to squeak again, but he couldn’t get it out. Then a blue head peeked down below the cart to his side. Bright, blue eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness studied him curiously. Blade turned his head and tried to reach out to the young dragonet, but he turned and quickly padded away.

Fear gripped Blade and he felt tears streaming down his cheeks. That was his last chance to survive… He shivered and sobbed until he couldn’t anymore. He didn’t want to die. His eyes felt heavier and heavier. He tried to fight it. He tried to fight death.

But Blade lost.

Blade wasn’t sure how much time had truly passed, but when he opened his eyes again, he was wrapped in scraps and rags stitched together to make a blanket. Behind him was that blue and purple dragonet holding him closely against his warm body, his delicate, purple wings lain over his flanks. Blade didn’t understand why he came back, but he couldn’t have been more elated. His eyes languidly drifted closed again.

This time when he woke, the dragonet was gone, but he left the blanket for Blade. The rain had stopped, and the bright sun was rising over the eastern horizon, bringing warmth back to the land. Blade’s stomach ached and growled painfully as the scent of raw meat wafted into his nostrils. He winced and groaned, clutching his stomach until the pain subsided.

Then he saw a hunk of meat just a few inches away from him. He didn’t even question it. He scrambled for it and ravenously devoured every bit of it, even the sand stuck to the flesh. It was the best meal he had ever had! When Blade had finished, he flopped onto his back and sighed with satisfaction. Already, he could feel the life flowing back into him. He became more alert, and his eyes started to search for the dragonet that had saved his life. He wanted to thank him somehow. Even though he couldn’t even speak properly, he knew that it was the proper thing to do. He was grateful.

But to his dismay, that mysterious dragonet was nowhere to be seen. Blade sighed and stayed there for another hour or two, hoping that he would show up again. It wasn’t long before Blade realized how thirsty he was. His mouth was as dry as the sand. He finally stood up, his limbs shaking a bit before he regained his balance, and started walking.

“Not gonna thank me?” a small voice said behind him.

Blade whirled around and saw that blue and purple dragonet peering at him from inside the cart. He leaned over the edge as he stood up on his hind legs.

A giant, toothy grin spread Blade’s lips, and his golden-feathered crest between his nubby horns flared awkwardly—he didn’t have very good control over it yet. He squeaked happily and immediately climbed up into the cart with him. He struggled to find latches for his claws, but he ascended it in no time.

“H- Hey… I no say you come up here,” the dragonet protested, but Blade didn’t care. He hugged him tightly, wrapping his wings around him. The dragonet squeaked, but he didn’t fight the embrace. Instead, he lightly hugged Blade back, seeming to be glad that Blade was still alive.

That was how Blade met Akir.

* * *

Blade ran as fast as his little legs could carry him through the crowded streets, carrying a large fish almost as big as his body between his teeth. He ducked beneath stalls, weaved around people’s knees as they ambled about, and took as many turns around corners as he could to escape the evil fishmonger. For the fat, tub of lard he was, he sure could run fast!

Blade swerved around another corner and nearly dropped his prized fish, but he managed to hold to it on until his white claws sunk into the ground and caught his balance. He huffed and squeaked to himself as encouragement to propel his tiny, feathered body forward until he was at full-sprint again, bounding down the next dusty street. He heard the fat man yelling at him to stop, but that was the last thing he would do! His paws padded quickly against the sandy street, kicking up the loose sand as he scrambled.

After another turn into an alley, Blade was sure that he lost the persistent cart-owner. He glanced behind him to see if he was still being followed and quickly confirmed that he wasn’t. Thump!

Blade meeped as he crashed into a sandstone wall. He grumbled and rubbed his snout; his nose ached painfully. He shook his head and blinked to get rid of the tears before grabbing his fish. He was about to eagerly dig into his meal, but then he heard someone coming up behind him.

He squeaked again. It was the fat man! He stroked his long, straggly beard with a menacing grin curling his stupid, human lips. Blade’s head and eyes darted back and forth, looking for an escape, but the man blocked his path completely. The little dragonet back up against the wall while hugging his fish protectively.

“You thought you could get away with stealing my fish, you little rat?”

“I not rat!” Blade growled viciously… or so he thought, but the man found his retort rather humorous. Blade flashed him his sharp, tiny teeth threateningly and flared his golden-feathered crest at the top of his head between his two stubby horns. “I dragon!”

The man laughed and stepped toward Blade intimidatingly, like a monster looking to prey on the weak. The black-feathered dragonet was only about as tall as the man’s thighs… maybe if he aimed well, he could strike a very sensitive spot…

But then a scarier roar sounded from above Blade. A young, blue and purple scaled dragon hopped down from the rooftop and landed between the dragonet and the man. He elicited a vicious, bloodcurdling growl. His tail flicked side to side as he stared the man down and soon scared him away. The young dragon was twice Blade’s size, so he was twice as terrifying! The man turned and ran like a scared mutt with its tail tucked between its legs.

“Akir!” Blade shouted happily and ran up to his life-long friend.

But Akir whipped around and snapped his teeth at Blade. “What are you doing!?”

Blade meeped and shrunk back with a guilty expression. “N- Nothin’…”

Akir growled at him and plucked the fish from his claws. “Nothing? Then why was the fishmonger chasing after you?” he hissed and dangled the fish in front of Blade, waving it back and forth.

Blade squeaked and reached for his fish, but a terse growl made him retract his arms. “I- Is that a ray…tor…ical qu- question?” he asked, trying to use the new word Akir taught him.

Akir sighed and nodded. “I told you not to be stealing!”

Blade pawed at the ground and felt like crying, but he didn’t want to in front of Akir. He wanted to be strong, so he had to act strong! He sniffled and shrugged his wings. “I hungry… and you hungry… I- I just wanna help.”

Akir sighed again and shook his head disapprovingly. “You let me take care of that…” His stern expression softened as he saw Blade wipe away some of his tears. He gave the fish back to the little dragonet along with a kind nuzzle.

Blade wiggled happily and hugged the large fish against his body again, smiling toothily at Akir with large, golden eyes. “I hurry back!”

Akir smiled at Blade and licked his nose. “I’ll take us back. Hold on to your fish! After all that, it’d be a terrible shame if you dropped it.”

Blade squeaked excitedly and nodded, holding as tightly as he could to his prize. Akir picked him up and tucked him to his chest with one paw while he used the other three to sprint out of the alley and leap into the sky. After all that excitement, he could feel his tiny heart fluttering in his chest. He felt much safer with Akir, even if they were hundreds of feet in the air!

* * *

Blade had always been the smaller dragon out of the two since he was about a year or two younger than Akir. When they had first met, Akir had already been living on the streets for almost a full year. He, too, had been orphaned at a young age before he had met Blade, though he’d never told Blade what happened to his parents. Anytime Blade would ask, Akir would get depressed and shy him away, so he decided it wasn’t worth knowing.

Akir took Blade in and took as good of care of him as he could in the given conditions. Since that fateful, stormy night, Akir was Blade’s older brother. Blade wanted nothing more than to be like his purple and blue scaled friend, but Akir didn’t want Blade to follow in his pawsteps. Akir was a thief and moreso a bandit as he grew older. He stole to take care of himself and Blade, supplying them with what he could. As Blade grew up with him, he picked up a few things he wasn’t supposed to.

It wasn’t until many years later that Akir finally accepted Blade’s role. Blade was old enough and mature enough to understand what it meant to steal. He knew what the consequences were, especially for a feral dragon living in a two-leg city—death. So, Akir decided to teach him so he wouldn’t get caught.

Blade sat on his haunches next to Akir. They were across from a similar fish stall that Blade had stolen from when he was younger, but the man selling the fish was skinnier and had a darker skin-tone. He stood in front of his cart of silver fish, looking for a customer. Crowds of mixed races and species walked between them and their target. It was the busiest time of day in the market district; everyone was out either selling or buying. It was also the hottest time of day when the hot sun beamed down from directly overhead.

“Stealing is a lot harder now that we’re older and bigger,” Akir said. “But it’s still a lot easier with two of us. Remember the plan?”

Blade nodded affirmatively and bared a small smile. “You distract him and I steal some fish?”

“As much as you can fit into that satchel of yours,” Akir finished.

Blade patted his ragged leather satchel at his left flank as if to make sure it was still there. Akir had one similar, but his was much nicer. Instead of finding it in the trash like Blade had, he had stolen it from a rather wealthy two-leg.

Akir looked back at Blade as he stepped forward to see if he was ready. Blade nodded and they split apart; Akir stepped up to the fishmonger while Blade circled around behind him. Blade waited until the trader turned his back to him and then quickly padded up behind the cart. There were other merchants around, but they were too busy with their own products to notice a thieving pair of dragons. That, and the crowd was a good cover. Even they were too busy to notice them!

“Hello there,” the man said to Akir. “Would you like to purchase one of my fine fish?”

Akir nodded and kept his attention focused on the fishmonger so he wouldn’t reveal Blade’s position. Blade stood up on his hind legs and quickly started plucking fish from the cart and putting them in his satchel while keeping a close eye on the man. The man turned around to gesture to his cart, so Blade instantly ducked behind it. He pulled his tail in too, realizing that it was poking out.

“How much do your fish cost?” Akir asked, drawing away the trader’s attention. Blade immediately sprung back up to grab some more. He slipped them into his satchel, grimacing a bit because they felt very slimy. He’d have to clean his satchel really well after this!

“Five silvers apiece,” the merchant replied. “But I know how you dragons love your fish, so I’ll give you a deal: three fish for ten silvers!”

Blade was surprised. That was actually a very fair deal, and this man seemed to be rather friendly to Akir. He stopped as his claws twitched uncertainly. An unsettling feeling filled his stomach, so he backed off, deciding that he had taken enough. He felt bad for stealing from this man, seeing how he was one of the few people who at least pretended to be nice to a feral dragon.

He slipped away back to the other side of the street. He weaved through the crowd and made sure that his tail didn’t get stepped on. He watched as Akir took the deal and bought three fish. He bared a friendly smile at the man and handed him some silver coins from his satchel. With the fish in his paw, he walked away and rejoined Blade.

“Here,” he said and dropped the fish in Blade’s bag. “Since you didn’t fill your satchel.”

Blade frowned. He knew he disappointed Akir, and he felt rather bad about it, but he already felt bad for stealing so many fish from someone who didn’t deserve to be stolen from. “S- Sorry, Akir…” His head drooped along with his wings.

Akir sighed and nudged Blade with his purple snout. “It’s okay, Blade. We have enough to last us several days.”

Blade nodded. Akir turned and started to walk along the side of the street with Blade following behind him.

“Why didn’t you take as many as I told you? He was probably the easiest merchant I’ve ever distracted.”

Akir glanced back at Blade and flashed him a smile. He shook his head with disbelief. “He’s a human, Blade. He’ll be fine missing a few fish.”

They turned into a large street that didn’t have very many people walking in it. It was much easier to take to the skies here, where they wouldn’t accidentally hit someone or buffet a crowd with their wings. They leapt into the air and unfurled their wings as they flapped them to gain altitude until they were high enough to level off and partially glide.

“I know,” Blade continued, “But what if that was the fish he was going to feed his family?”

Akir scowled. “They can go hungry for a day then. We’ve been through worse.”

Blade sighed and nodded, deciding to drop the subject. Instead, he peered down at the city below while they flew home.

The desert city was settled in along the coast of a great sea. Blade had no idea what was on the other side of the horizon, but he fantasized about it sometimes. He heard rumors and such about forests, mountains, grass, and all sorts of plants and flowers that he rarely saw. There was little to no green in the city; the only place he could think to find it was the palace district where they had actual gardens that could survive the desert heat and dust.

There were many districts to the city that divided it up to keep everyone happy. The main issues were the housing districts. Segregation was enforced strongly; the poor were to be housed away from the rich. And all of the ferals lived together in one district, which was known to be the poorest district. There weren’t nearly as many four-legs as there were two-legs—they were almost outnumbered ten to one!

Blade and Akir never really had a home anyway. They often found themselves finding new places to sleep at each night, but sometimes they would come across a place they could stay for a few months until someone caught them and forced them out.

This time around, they were staying in the sewers just outside of town that used to drain into the sea. It wasn’t used anymore—that or it was clogged up enough that nothing would drain out of it! It was probably the safest home they had had in a long while, since no one could find them. But it was also the smelliest home they ever had. Blade could hardly stand it, and he would sometimes sleep outside just to clear his head. Even though Akir always made fun of him for it, Blade would often wake up to find Akir’s comfortable warmth against him.

For the next several years, they had a weekly routine. They would steal together, and it would be a different stall each week. Akir was smart; he devised a rotation they could follow that would keep them from getting caught. One day every week or two they would slice away a few coinbags from people who looked like they could spend less money. That way they had some money to honestly buy stuff too, though they still had to steal enough to sustain them off that meager amount of coin.

So, they used the money to buy a thing or two from the stall they were stealing. That way they would be customers and not thieves—as far as the merchant would know, anyway! Food was easy to come by that way, but water was a bit riskier.

Water was hard to come by without a home. Most homes had a place to store drinking water for weeks, but since they didn’t live in a home, they had to steal some nearly every day. Lucky for them, Akir had found where a lot of the richer houses store their water. They kept a large container of sorts in their backyards. All they had to do was drop by, fill up a few of their flasks and canisters, and fly off.

Blade and Akir worked together really well. Their bond was strong like real siblings, so they rarely went off on their own. They were both very experienced with the city, knowing its familiar layout from the sky and from the ground.

Even so, Akir always felt uneasy letting Blade go off on his own. He thought Blade would end up in the prisons or worse—dead. He was over-protective at times, as Blade had told him, so they split up one night in search of food. Blade was excited to go off on his own for once, but at the same time he felt rather nervous.

Blade wandered around through the dusty backstreets, looking for a bit of food anywhere to satisfy his complaining stomach. He and Akir didn’t have much luck today in stealing their food. The merchant had caught them, so they flew off before they could be arrested or beaten.

The sun was hanging in the western horizon, casting an orange glow over the desert city. The smell of the salty sea was strong in Blade’s nostrils since he was just a few blocks away from the harbor district. He sifted through some collected trash, but he couldn’t find anything edible. Being the young dragon that he was, he wasn’t aware that he was walking into dangerous territory.

Any other day, he would have recognized the signs sooner. He was walking through the slums of the east housing district, a district that housed two-legs of all sorts, but of the poor variety. Akir had always warned him to stay away from this area, as the racial tension between those who walked on two legs and those who walked on four legs was intense. Although they were sentient, the four-legged beasts were no greater than animals in their eyes.

Blade’s hunger had distracted him from his surroundings, and he hadn’t realized that there were a few malicious individuals following him amongst the dappled crowds. With the hot sun about to set, Blade was about to call it a day and go see if Akir had found any food for them, but a two-legged dragon stepped out of the shadows and in front of Blade, carrying a large club-like weapon.

In an instant, Blade turned and darted away and tried to leap for the skies, but a large net suddenly descended over him. He yelped and thrashed as it caught him, overthrowing the two attackers that tried to hold him down. But before he could escape the net, a club bashed his right wing, and a blade sliced his thigh open. Blade cried out and felt a very sharp and painful jolt course through his body, and his wing went numb soon after. Warm blood oozed down his hind leg, trickling crimson drops onto the ground. He lunged and swiped at another attacker, but the net caught him and he tripped and fell to the sandy ground.

Blade groaned meekly. He had little to no energy left already, and the pain was even more of a deterrent, but he climbed to his paws only to be bashed on the head. His head swam with stars, and he fell again.

“Stay down, beast!” the leader shouted. Blade winced and tried to stand again, so he was put right back in his place after the club most likely broke his forearm as it swept him off of his feet. His satchel—emptier than his stomach—was ripped from him, and the assailants took off, leaving the feathered dragon moaning his pain in the dirt.

Around him were onlookers who didn’t care to help a feral. They were only interested in what happened. Blade even saw a human guard, a protector of the city, pass without giving him a second thought.

Blade struggled to get the net off and tried to climb to his paws, but he yelped as an intense pain shot through his right forearm and his left hind leg. He caught himself with his other legs and began to limp. He couldn’t walk on his one forearm, and he had to gingerly step with his bleeding hind leg. He could feel the blood caked on his soiled feathers already. Blade hissed and winced, trying to see through tear-soaked eyes. Each step was just as excruciating as the last.

Then, from the midst of the waning crowd, a kind soul came to help Blade. She was a green-scaled dragonkin wearing rags for clothing, but she had worried, yellow eyes. She made him stop so she could inspect his injuries.

“What do you want?” Blade grumbled harshly. He recoiled as she touched his limp forearm.

“To help you, stupid.” She had a bit of a raspy voice, a sign that she was much older than him.

Blade wanted to shove her away, but he gave her a chance. “Come with me,” she said. He shook his head.

“I need to get back to my brother.”

“You’ll die if—”

“I need my brother!” he shouted.

She whapped him harshly on the snout, making his tears return in an instant. “You need to come with me!”

Blade glared at her and made no indication whether or not he would agree. Still, she yanked him by the horns against his will and pulled him all the way to her home, which wasn’t all that far. After a turn or two, delving even deeper into the backstreets of the east housing district, they had arrived.

By then, Blade’s legs were wobbly, his mind was hazy, and he felt about ready to pass out. She had him climb up onto a large, wooden table that she cleared completely off before he could lie down and rest.

“Wha- … What are y- you gonna do to me?” He watched her open a drawer and pull out all sorts of menacing looking tools.

“I’m going to fix you.”

“Why?”

She never replied. He probably wouldn’t have understood her, anyway. His vision began to blur before he suddenly slipped away. He heard her shout at him, but his last thoughts were of Akir.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Akir’s terrified and worried face. At first, Blade thought he had been dreaming, but the pain in his body made him think otherwise. He groaned, and Akir immediately nosed at him and licked his face.

Blade was still lying on his side on top of the table, but his body was all bandaged up. His feathers were terribly dirty, dusty, mangled, and bloodied, but he was alive… for now.

“Blade…”

Blade looked up at Akir, seeing his soft, sapphire eyes staring back. He bared a weak, toothy grin and tried to chuckle, but he ended up coughing instead, which immediately sparked more worry from Akir. Blade had never seen him so anxious before.

“I- I’m fine,” he croaked.

“You are not fine!” Akir hissed. “You nearly died!”

Blade sighed and tried to move around a bit. Pain immediately urged him otherwise, sending daggers through his body. Still, he managed to roll over, and with Akir’s help, he stepped off of the table… only to collapse onto his belly with a pained yelp. His limbs were almost completely numb and they were trembling violently.

“I told you not to let him move,” the old dragonkin mumbled from across the room. “He lost a lot of blood.” She sat back in a wooden chair, dressed worn, linen clothing. Her green scales were dull with age, but Blade thought she still looked pretty.

Blade struggled to his paws, and with Akir’s help he was soon able to stand while leaning against the blue and purple dragon. They turned together to face the green-scaled two-leg as she was mixing something in a bowl. Whatever it was, Blade could smell it from several steps away, and it was foul!

He looked around, noticing a lot of knick-knacks, tools, decorations, and more furniture than necessary around the house. The house would have been a lot larger if it wasn’t for all of the stuff strewn about across cabinets, tables, dressers, shelves, and whatever else she had in the other rooms. Aside from the smelly mixture, the house didn’t smell bad… just old. It was constructed out of wood—a somewhat rare resource in the desert city since the only supply came from across the sea. But the wood looked rather rotted, and he noticed a few holes where it had crumbled away.

“Who a- are you?” Blade asked weakly, returning his attention to her.

“Tsk. Not even a thank you for saving your life?” she responded without even glancing up.

Akir growled in his throat. “He asked a question.”

“He certainly did,” she tersely replied.

Silence.

“Are you going to answer him?” Akir hissed. Blade shot him an uneasy look. She did save his life after all… Why would Akir be so rude to her?

The lady added in some spices without giving them a second thought. Blade had to nip at Akir before he got too angry.

“Hey!” he snarled.

Then she finally looked up at him heedlessly and flicked an ear at him. “Sorry?”

“Ah, that’s better.” She acted as if she was relieved to hear it, but she continued stirring the contents of the bowl anyway without regarding Akir. Blade could tell Akir was fuming. His claws were clacking threateningly across the musty, wooden floor. He tried to calm him by licking his cheeks, and it worked… for a short while.

“You’d think that having saved your brother’s life would entitle me to some respect,” she mocked coldly.

If Blade hadn’t been leaning against Akir, he probably would have bolted after her.

“Though I doubt you two are actually brothers, seeing how one of you has feathers. I just assumed you’re the one he was murmuring about while he was passed out.”

Blade nodded and bared a small smile. He hated conflict. “He’s my brother! J- Just not by blood…”

“Ah, I see. You two are rather close, then? That makes sense since he came looking for you only a few hours after you had passed out. How did you find him, Blue?”

Akir gritted his teeth with a glare honed in on her. “I found black and gold feathers next to a trail of blood. It doesn’t take a genius.” Then Blade heard and saw his black claws gouging the wood beneath his feet. “What happened to him?”

That was when Blade realized why Akir was acting so hostile. All he knew was that Blade had been attacked, and his trail of blood led to this house, where there was even more of his blood around the table. He must have been so worried about Blade that he disregarded his rescuer entirely.

She waved her hand as if it didn’t matter, which irked Akir immensely, as if he wasn’t irked enough! “Just some bandits after some coin.”

“Just some bandits?” Akir growled and stamped his forepaw on the floor.

Blade nuzzled him and nodded. “I w- was looking for food, and I got beat up by three of them.”

“Only three?” he asked, looking at Blade curiously. He knew Blade was a good fighter, and being beaten up so badly by only three two-legs was surprising. Even a normal four-leg would be able to take on at the very least two two-legs. They were much stronger and had sharper claws. Humans were scarier, though, as they usually carried weapons with them; and more often than not, they carried the ones that went boom.

“They took me by surprise… with a net.” He touched a bruised part of his skull and winced. “And one of them had a club.”

“And a very sharp blade,” she added. “You nearly died from blood loss. It sliced you about an inch deep and several inches wide—just barely missed an artery.” She pointed to his stitched and bandaged rear leg. “I’m going to apply this salve here soon.”

Blade winced. “Th- That stinky stuff? Why?”

“So your wound heals, stupid.”

Akir growled disapprovingly. “What’s in it?”

“Herbs and remedies.”

“What kind?”

“Nothing you would know about.” He growled again, and the dragoness sighed. “Some kingsblood, bloomweed, wine, water, and a pinch of dragonroot.”

“If I wanted your friend dead, he would already be dead, numbskull. Dragonroot isn’t harmful to your kind in small doses. It’s to help seal the wound,” she explained rather apathetically.

Akir didn’t seem convinced, but he let his guard down anyway. The room went silent for a moment as she finished stirring the ingredients. After that, Akir helped Blade down to his side so he could expose his hind leg to her. The bandages were already soiled from what he could tell as she unspun them from around his leg. Deep red splotches darkened the tan fabric.

“You never did give us your name,” Blade said.

“Talia,” she replied.

“Thanks, Talia,” Blade said with a small smile. “I appreciate what you’ve done for me, and—AAAAAAH!” Blade winced and cried out as an intense, stinging pain coursed through his thigh. It felt as if there was a fire burning and melting his flesh all up and down his hind leg. Akir was nearly ready to attack her before Blade held a paw out to stop him. Though he would never have been able to physically, it was enough for now.

“It’s going to sting,” she warned much too late.

Blade growled and clenched his teeth tightly, his tail beating the floor and stirring up some dust behind him. He rode out the pain for nearly an entire minute before the burning sensation subsided and was replaced by a dull ache. He panted rapidly, his heart hammering in his chest. Tears streamed from his eyes, and his claws had dug grooves in the wooden flooring.

“Get some rest,” she said after bandaging his leg with fresh linen. “Your wing is broken and your forearm is fractured. I don’t know what I’m going to do about your wing… that’s something I’ve never dealt with before, but I’ll get a splint ready for you in the morning.”

Blade hadn’t thought too much about the extent of his injuries. He frowned and looked at Akir, trying to find some hope. He only received a concerned expression back—and that wasn’t very reassuring. It was bad enough that Blade wouldn’t be able to walk right for a while, but he had lost his ability to fly! He had no idea how long it would take for his wing to heal… if it even did. What if he could never fly again?

Talia led them through her stuffy and crowded house into a spare bedroom with an actual bed. Under any other circumstance, Blade would have been overjoyed to be sleeping on an actual bed, but with the pain constantly nagging at him, he could hardly enjoy it.

He whined after Talia left them, and Akir immediately—but carefully—hugged Blade tightly. Blade felt Akir’s wings and arms wrapping around him, feeling a warmth rising within him that distracted from the pain. Flashbacks to when they had first met raced through his mind; he remembered so little of it, but he would never forget what Akir did for him.

“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there,” Akir said, sniffling. Blade felt his heart nearly break. Akir blamed himself for his mistake. It was probably eating at him the whole time, but he would never have shown his true emotions in front of anyone other than Blade.

“It’s my fault, Akir. You told me not to come here alone…”

“I’m so sorry, Blade,” he mumbled and pushed his snout firmly into Blade’s neck. Blade felt himself start to cry. There were only a few times in his life that he could remember Akir breaking down like this, and each of them had been a situation almost as bad as this one. Blade warbled softly and sniffled as he snuggled in against Akir. He knew that Akir cared for him deeply, and now that much was obvious. Hearing the blue and purple dragon crying over him… that set Blade’s chest ablaze.

“I’ll get better soon,” he comforted. “Promise.”

* * *

But to Blade soon felt like an eternity. The days rolled on by slowly. The first week wasn’t nearly as bad as the next few. He was too busy dealing with the pain to realize how doing nothing all day was really taking a toll on him. When he started to feel better, he was able to walk around the dusty, old house, but that was it. And even then, he had to stumble around with a splint on his forearm. He was stuck there. And more often than not, his only company was the cranky old ‘ness.

Talia was stricter than any mother Blade had ever imagined. He wasn’t allowed to do anything fun or even step outside. She fed him a specific diet to quicken his healing process and kept fresh bandages on his leg. His splint on his forearm was constantly being readjusted so that it would remain tight. She did figure out how to fix his wing during the first week. It wasn’t as bad of a break as she had thought at first, and it was rather easy to shove into place again. The pain was excruciating for a few minutes, but it abated and felt much better as time progressed.

Since Blade couldn’t go anywhere—without the risk of being attacked again—he had to find things to occupy himself. With Akir gone most of the time, he chatted with Talia. The more he got to know her, the more he liked her.

“So, you two have been on your own for over a decade?” Talia asked curiously while she prepared their meals.

Blade nodded while trying to peer over the wooden counter to see what she was doing. It was just at eye-level, making it rather difficult for him to see. Just like most of his meals, there was a mixture of herbs and very little meat. Blade had grown up eating what he could find, so he wasn’t a very picky eater—but he still didn’t like vegetables!

“I think I was only a couple months old when Akir found me. He was an orphan too, but he’s almost two years older than I am.”

“It’s no wonder neither of you two is disciplined,” she grumbled. “That’s impressive though. I’m surprised the city didn’t eat you both up.”

Blade grinned. “It wasn’t all that hard… Akir did most of the work anyway. He’s always protected me and cared for me…” His thoughts drifted to his older brother, wondering what he was up to now and whether or not he was okay. He had been gone all day!

“You’re rather fond of that brat, aren’t you?”

Blade stamped his paws in protest. “He’s not a brat! He’s very kind and caring when you get to know him.”

Talia chuckled and diced up a stalk-like vegetable that Blade hadn’t seen before. “He does treat you well—better than any real siblings I know of. You should have seen him on your first night here while you were unconscious. He couldn’t sit still, he wouldn’t stop whining, and he ignored anything I said, which really isn’t any different from now.”

A soft smile curled Blade’s lips as he thought about that. He felt sorry that Akir had to go through that, but it warmed his heart to know how much his brother cared for him.

“What happened to his parents?”

Blade shrugged his shoulders so he didn’t hurt his wings. “I don’t know… He’s never told me.” She sighed and nodded. Blade noticed her expression and composure change as she slumped down a bit. “Why do you ask?”

“Whatever happened must have been pretty bad… I can see it in his eyes.”

Blade warbled curiously. “You can? H- How?” He felt a sense of uncertainty as he thought about what really did happen to Akir’s family… He wondered if it had scarred him deeply. Unlike Akir, Blade didn’t know his family. He didn’t remember very much during his hatchling years. All he really remembered was that cold, rainy night when Akir saved him, and the rest was a blur up until he was a dragonet.

Blade had always wondered about his parents: who they were, what they looked like, where they were. But he mostly wondered why they had abandoned him. Surely there must have been a good reason… but Akir always told him not to think or worry about it. They were gone.

“It’s something you pick up as you get older,” she replied. “You see a lot of injured people when you’re a healer, and sometimes you know that there are wounds you just can’t heal.”

Blade nodded and worried even more about Akir. “C- Can you teach me how to see that stuff?” He thought that having that sort of knowledge would be useful. He liked talking to people and understanding them, so being able to read them better would be very useful!

Talia glanced at him thoughtfully. “I don’t know. You don’t seem all that stupid, I suppose,” she teased. “But it’s something that will take years to learn, and even longer to understand what you’re seeing.”

“I’m really smart! I learn things quickly, according to Akir,” he said and nodded as if to assure her it was true.

“We’ll see where it goes.”

Blade wiggled happily. “I’ll do my best!”

* * *

For the next month or two, Talia taught Blade a lot about how people work: their expressions, body language, emotions, and how to read all of that. It wasn’t too hard for Blade to pick up on, but he didn’t have the chance to see how other species are different. Although he and Talia were anatomically different, they were both still dragons. It was very easy to read her basic expressions.

She also taught him about how the world works. Blade never realized all of the little intricacies that occurred in everyday life, and she opened his eyes to a lot of it. And listening to all of it made him very eager to get out of there!

After nearly two months had passed, Blade’s wing had healed. He and Akir went to test his wing outside the city wall. Talia’s house was rather close to it, so all they had to do was hop on top of the roofs and onto the wall before they could glide down on the other side of it.

Blade climbed into the air and extended his wings fully as he glided in a circle. He felt the warm sun at his back, making his outstretched wings feel like they were glowing. The wind brushed against his sleek feathers and pinned them to his body.

Blade had never missed flying so much in his life! He soared high in the air and did a few twirls and flips. It didn’t hurt, but it did feel a little uncomfortable if he had to strain his healed wing. Still, Blade couldn’t have been happier, and Akir seemed to share in his happiness.

Even after Blade had fully healed, the duo stayed at Talia’s home. She knew they needed a place to stay, and she enjoyed the company, even if she and Akir didn’t get along well. Akir was too proud and arrogant, and Talia wasn’t one to respect that. Not that she really respected Blade, either, but she treated him better.

Talia continued to teach him all sorts of things while Akir was away. When he wasn’t, they played together, wrestled with each other, or walked around the city, side by side. They never stole much together anymore; Akir did that on his trips. They didn’t have much reason to steal, now that they had Talia’s company, but Akir sometimes brought back more supplies for Talia as well as food for all of them.

For a few months, Blade begged Akir to take him along with him when he went out during his trips. Akir always said no and that it was too dangerous, which made Blade feel very insignificant. Ever since that incident, he was even more protective of his younger brother—Blade never thought he could get worse! Blade finally convinced him one day, and he was overjoyed to hear that it was a mission—a well-paying one. He didn’t really know what that meant, but he was super excited!

Blade followed behind Akir, who confidently stepped around like he owned the place, through the market district of the city. It seemed that the older Akir got, the more arrogant he became, or as he liked to put it, confident.

Blade always felt a lot safer with his older brother. The prying eyes of the two-legs could almost be felt stabbing into his soul. Blade never felt safe alone anymore, and admittedly the two-legs were a little more frightening than he once thought.

Very few times were the two-legs kind to him; Talia was the only nice one he had met. The humans were typically the worst—they were a bunch of uppity pricks—but even the dragons, gryphons, wolves, felines, rodents, and whoever else that were evolved beasts were also disrespectful to their four-legged brethren. In spite of sharing similar appearances, the ferals were outcast to the very outskirts of town to live in segregation in their own district.

Blade tried his best to greet some of the friendlier looking two-legs that watched him and Akir walk past. Despite being relatively kind to everyone he met, Blade was received with stares, glares, and even threats. It wasn’t like they were the only ferals walking around, either. The market district was mixed with ferals and two-legs of all species. Despite Talia’s teachings, Blade never understood why everyone couldn’t get along, but Akir explained that it was just how the entire world was. Akir never seemed to mind being an outcast. Unlike Blade, he was confident in himself.

Akir was everything Blade wanted to be: strong, confident, smart, and charismatic. He was very handsome too! His brilliant, sapphire-scaled hide was speckled with splotches of dark-purple that mostly gathered close to his spine from his head to his tail. He was adorned with two pairs of black horns, the larger and longer pair atop the other. Only one forepaw of his was painted dark-purple while the rest were the same color as the rest of his hide. Just the tip of his snout was purple, too, from his nose to his chin.

Blade was a rare species as far as he could tell. There were very few dragons that shared his feathered hide, as he had only ever seen a pawful in his life, but deep down he liked feeling special!

The majority of Blade’s feathered hide was a solid black, but the rest was a bright gold. After his feathered crest, a golden mane of tiny, long, delicate feathers traced down his neck to the tip of his tail. His underbelly, from the base of his neck to the tip of his tail, was covered in golden feathers. They were the fluffiest at his chest, often poofing out when he didn’t mean for them to.

On each of his forearms at his wrists was a pair of golden bracelets that looked to be painted on his feathers. The bases of his forepaws were golden as well as both of his hind paws up to his thighs. His shoulders around his wing joints had a unique, swirly golden design etched into his black feathers. It was the same around his rear end and at the top of his feathered wings. Speckling his black, feathered wings was the occasional golden feather that stood out amongst the darkness of his hide.

Akir often complimented Blade on his appearance, which made him feel giddy inside. It wasn’t rare for Akir to make a nice comment about Blade, but more often than not he was too busy being worried about him. Being the bigger and stronger dragon, Akir felt like he had to be the protective older brother. Even now, that much was evident.

Akir tensed up as a column of guards entered the street a few blocks ahead of them. He looked quickly back at Blade and pointed with a wing to an alleyway on their right. They quickly ducked in, walking single-file since it wasn’t wide enough for the both of them.

“I told you not to bring attention to us!” Akir hissed at Blade, taking a left turn down another backstreet.

“You’re the one flaunting yourself around!” Blade retorted. “I only said hello to some people…”

“This isn’t the feral district, Blade. We need to keep on the down-low; people are starting to recognize us now.”

Blade sighed and nodded as continued to follow Akir through a familiar path that weaved around the market district and put them closer to the palace district. It was a much longer path than walking straight through the streets, but it was most certainly safer hiding in the shadows.

After many years of living and stealing in the city, Blade and Akir had slowly accumulated an infamous reputation, though no one really knew it was them. Having followed Akir’s plans, they kept their identities hidden rather well. Their disappearance for several months helped a lot to disguise their trail. The closest description they had on their wanted posters was “two feral dragons.” Even so, that put most citizens at unease, but mostly because they were ferals. Ferals were always up to no good, according to any two-leg ever.

They took another left turn, and they were soon back out on the main street. Successfully, they circumvented the small column of guards and were able to continue the rest of the way to the palace district’s gates unhindered.

“So, why are we getting here so early?” Blade asked a bit loudly.

Akir glanced at him and bared a small snarl to say, shut it!

Blade shrunk back and nodded. They approached the palace district’s gates, where there were four guards posted on either side of it. Blade felt a little nervous, but Akir caressed his cheek reassuringly with his tail and flashed a smile at him.

“I’ll go first. Wait a few minutes and then go. I’ll be waiting for you.”

Blade grinned back and nodded. He casually walked over to a bench to sit down on and watched Akir pass the guards alone. He sat sejant on the wooden bench with his tail curled around his paws. He looked around at the different faces, snouts, and beaks mixed in with the crowd. Mostly humans walked through the gate, but there were some well-dressed two-legs as well that could afford to live there.

The palace district was the only district to have a wall completely separating it from the rest of the districts. Blade tried to imagine what it would be like to live there, and he wondered if it was even possible for a four-leg to become rich enough to afford it. Even then, he wondered if a feral would be allowed live there, seeing how the majority of two-legs and humans despised them.

After waiting a few minutes, Blade walked through the gate and met Akir after turning around a building. Akir licked and nuzzled him, glad that nothing happened. They continued on their way down a cobblestone street.

The palace district was beautiful. There were gardens everywhere with plants that thrived on the water given to them by caretakers, bringing an explosion of color to his eyes. It was like an immediate change of environment, an oasis in the middle of a desert. The buildings were mostly constructed of solid granite and marble, and the architecture was elegant. The actual palace where the king stayed was the largest building Blade had ever seen, and it was located at the very center of the city. Even from here the feral district it could be seen, its spires towering above the other buildings.

“This place is beautiful, Akir.”

Akir chuckled at Blade’s amusement and nodded. “It certainly is. It would be a gold mine if it weren’t for all of the guards around.”

“I wish we could live here,” he said wistfully.

Akir shook his head along with a growl of disapproval. “I’d much rather be with my own kind than live here.”

Blade sighed and watched as a little rodent darted up a lone tree.

Blade had rarely visited the palace district before. Ferals weren’t very welcome here, but they surprisingly weren’t outlawed, though flying was. There were too many incidents with break-ins, so if anyone was caught flying over the district, they would be shot down. This was the district where the wealthiest families lived, mostly noble lords and ladies. Neither Blade nor Akir had any money to their name—at least they didn’t today!

Akir led Blade through the back of a home that looked to be abandoned, and sure enough it was. They slipped in through the back, finding a window on the third story that was missing its glass. It wasn’t hard for them to climb up the building, as it had multiple levels and roofs to jump up on. And if they really needed to, they could have flown into it, if they were careful not to get spotted.

Inside, the room was left bare. Their claws clacked on the hardwood floor as they inspected the area half-mindedly. It was very dusty in here, and it tickled Blade’s nose unpleasantly.

Akir shook his head. “In about an hour, those gates will close. If we’re caught in this district after that, we’ll probably be killed. We’ll wait in here until it’s dark out; then we’ll make our move.”

“If we’re waiting until it’s dark, we could have flown down,” Blade offered.

“Too risky. They have some sort of spell now that detects anything above a certain height.”

Blade sighed and dusted off a spot for him to lie down. He didn’t like his feathers getting all dusty or dirty. “This had better be worth it!”

Akir grinned toothily and nuzzled Blade. He flopped down beside the younger drake and nodded. “It is! The gem we’re after is worth over five-hundred gold pieces, and I’ve already got a buyer for that much.”

Blade’s ears perked up. “Five-hundred!?”

Akir hissed, “Keep your voice down.”

Blade meeped and gulped, his eyes wide. He lowered his voice. “That’s a lot of money… What would we even do with it?”

A warm smile curled Akir’s lips. “We’re going to buy our first home!”

Blade grinned giddily back. They haven’t had a real home since… ever! The closest they’ve had was an abandoned mine shaft beneath the city, but that had only lasted a year or two before it became too dangerous to live in. Now, they lived with the old dragoness Talia. Even though it was the most comfortable place they had ever stayed, it wasn’t anything like having their own home!

“What’s the plan?” he asked, eager to help out and begin their mission.

Akir pointed with a black claw at the floor in front of them, pretending to be drawing a map. “We’re currently here, so we’ll have to sneak out and make our way all the way over here,” he said, scraping his claw along the wood. “We’ll have to keep an eye out because there are four groups of patrolling guards for each sector of this district. We’ll break in through the back again of a building similar to this one. There is a large garden behind it, so sneaking onto their property should be easy.”

Blade nodded and stored the information away for later. “Do you know where the gem is?”

“That’s the tricky part… It’s in a lady’s necklace that she wears every day. We’ll probably have to break in to her bedroom, snatch the necklace, and get out before they call the guards… or worse.”

Blade gulped. “Worse?”

“If they retaliate, try not to hurt them.”

Blade nodded. He and Akir may have been thieves, but they were not killers.

* * *

A few hours later, the sun dropped behind the horizon and left the desert city in darkness. As Blade and Akir crouched down and prowled briskly from house to house, cover to cover, the cool night air welcomed them. They snuck passed one of the patrols and waited out the other on their way to their target.

Once they had arrived, they looked around quietly for an easy entrance. Blade found a window that could open on the first of two stories, and it was left unlocked. He picked at it with his claws, opened the latch, and he squeezed in. It was too tight of a fit for Akir, so Blade circled back and opened the back door for him.

Unlike their hideout earlier, this house was filled with furniture and decorations, many of which Blade wanted to steal. But he couldn’t fit everything, and they were here for a specific objective anyway: the necklace. They carefully padded through the house, making sure not to bump into or knock anything over, since it was rather cramped inside for two feral dragons.

“Stay down here while I go up the stairs,” Akir whispered, “Look for the bedroom… and grab anything else that will fit in your satchel.”

Blade nodded dutifully and searched around. He opened a door slowly and peeked inside to see if there was anyone there. He could feel his heart thudding in his chest until he elicited a small sigh of relief. Blade hated to admit it, but he was nervous. He didn’t want to disappoint Akir, and he didn’t want to ruin the opportunity they had for a better life.

He searched the bedroom and did happen to find a few pieces of jewelry lying around, though they didn’t look like anything important. He shoved them in his satchel and moved on to the next room. This time the door creaked and made Blade flinch. He peeked inside and saw a little, gryphon girl lying on her bed. He immediately pulled the door closed and latched the bar shut. He quietly stepped away and about knocked down a vase with his tail. He quickly whirled around to catch it and readjust it, but in that process his tail smacked against a wooden post and made a thud.

Blade froze for a few moments and then sighed with relief. He shook his head and tried to calm his fluttering heart. Once he did, he heard a loud thud, a clash, and then another loud thud from upstairs. Again, Blade’s heart raced, but so did his legs. He rushed up the staircase and hurried after Akir. When he reached the top, he saw the purple and blue dragon sprinting toward him from down the long hall.

“Run! I got it!” he shouted.

Blade nodded. Before he turned around, he saw a very angry, gryphon father chasing after them with a sword. Blade yelped and slid down the stairs and darted for the back door with Akir close behind. They broke free from the home, bounded out into the garden, and took off into the sky. They flew right over the wall, swiftly swooping over some guards, and then climbed into the skies.

As Blade looked behind them, he saw the house fading away as they gained distance. He giggled happily and did a little twirl in the air. Akir grinned toothily at him and bellowed a magnificent roar that echoed through the darkness. Blade shivered at that. Rarely did he ever hear Akir roar, and even more rarely was it a joyful roar!

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The next day, Akir took their findings to trade them in for gold to someone he knew. Lately, Akir seemed to be working with some other thieves, though Blade wasn’t ever sure. Blade wasn’t ever allowed to go with him to these types of things, which left the feathered dragon alone in a gloomy state being without Akir. He’d either hang back and talk with Talia, the old dragoness, or go explore the market.

Akir returned home before too long with only one bag full of clinking, golden coins. Blade was happy to see that their previous night’s venture paid off, but it seemed a little light for five-hundred gold pieces.

“That’s it?” he asked, a little disappointed.

Akir chuckled and set the bag down, the bottom of it expanding outward. “I already bought our new home. This is what’s left over!”

Blade squeaked happily and pawed at some of the coins inside the bag. “R- Really?”

“Actually, it’s not,” Akir teased.

Blade’s ears sadly drooped. “Oh… Why di—”

Then Akir plucked another hefty bag from his satchel and plopped it on the table, interrupting Blade as he exclaimed, “This is what’s left!”

Blade’s golden eyes bulged as yet another large bag nearly spilled its contents. “H- How did you get so much?”

Akir nuzzled Blade firmly and gave him an affectionate lick along his cheek. “We had three bags with two-hundred and fifty coins in each, and I spent the first on our house. There was another special gem you happened to find in that jewelry you picked up, so we got another bag out of it!”

Blade bared his teeth in a joyful grin as he nearly bounced up and down. “Really!?” He felt a sense of pride, having accomplished something useful for once. And it seemed to have made Akir very happy too, which made Blade even happier!

Akir laughed and nodded before sliding one of the bags to Blade. “You keep one bag, and I’ll keep the other.”

Blade nodded and clutched it in his paws. It was heavy! “Th- Thanks, Akir…”

Akir nuzzled his snout. “Don’t thank me, Blade. We both took a risk there, and we both had a part.”

A warmth rose in Blade’s chest as his eyes met Akir’s soft, deep-blue spheres. He felt something there, a deep-rooted love that his older-brother seldom showed him. Blade could only nod with a huge smile spreading his cheeks.

“So, you’re finally leaving? I thought I’d croak before you two would leave,” Talia said as she walked into the room. She leaned against the wall with her arms crossed. A small grin curled her lips.

Blade nodded and showed her his bag of gold coins. “Look what we got!”

She chuckled. “I can only assume how you acquired that much gold.”

“We stole a necklace fr—”

“No, don’t tell me!” she interrupted and waved him off. “I don’t want to be accountable if someone comes looking for you two!”

Blade meeped and giggled. “Sorry… You think people know we’ve been here?”

“Well, of course. It’s not like you two are hiding it or anything, and I’m sure people have noticed two ferals constantly around here.”

“I hope it doesn’t bring you any trouble,” Akir said. “I really appreciate what you’ve done for me and Blade.”

Blade was surprised to hear that from Akir, and Talia seemed even more surprised!

“You’re uhm… you’re welcome. It’s been nice having you two around… Make sure you come and visit!”

“We will!” Blade replied and nodded.

Akir reached into his sack and pulled out a large pawful of golden coins. Some of them spilled from his grasp, but he didn’t bother picking them up. He let the coins slide onto the table in a decently sized pile.

“This is for everything you’ve done for us,” Akir said. “Thank you.”

The sincerity in Akir’s voice shocked Blade again. He did the same and put his pile on top of Akir’s. “And this is for fixing me!”

Talia unfolded her arms and took on an expression of genuine gratitude as she walked up to them. “You guys… That’s… so very kind of you.”

Blade smiled softly and wrapped a wing around her. “We wouldn’t have made all of this money if it weren’t for you,” he said truthfully. “You deserve it more than us.” He nuzzled her warmly as she hugged him. Blade heard her sniffle and grinned.

When she pulled away, she wiped her eyes. Blade had never seen her tear up before, and it warmed his heart to know that she was that happy.

“Get out of here before I call the guards,” she teased.

Blade and Akir chuckled and stored their bags in their satchels. “Bye, Talia! See you soon!”

She waved at them as they closed the door behind them.

After that, they left for their new home on the other side of the feral district.

Like most of the homes around, it was just a stone hovel that provided an ample amount of shelter. It was roomy inside too, a perfect size for both Akir and Blade. There were a total of two rooms inside, one being very large, having all they needed to live, and then the other being smaller and serving as a bedroom. Compared to where they had lived before, this was a dream come true!

Blade eagerly trotted around, inspecting every nook and cranny of the stone-carved wall. There wasn’t any furniture in it yet, so it felt rather barren, but that was something they could work for! They agreed to only spend some of their earnings on the things they needed first. Then after that, they could figure out more what they wanted. They wanted the money to last them as long as possible, so they couldn’t spend it freely. Thankfully, they were used to not having money. The money they had now was more than what they had collected over the course of their lives!

Blade and Akir were much happier after that. Instead of scrounging around for or stealing food all day, they could relax.

* * *

Blade sat sejant next to Akir, who was sprawled out on his back next to him taking in the warm, afternoon sun. Next to them was a fountain with trickling water spouts, and around them was the center of the feral district. There were some shops and carts around, but a very meager quantity unlike the shops and stalls in the market district. The feral district was the poorest district out of all of them, housing mostly feral species like dragons, gryphons, and wolves, though there were some dirt-poor two-legs that couldn’t afford to live anywhere else.

Akir and Blade were most comfortable here, away from the suspicious, mean, rude, and sometimes malicious stares they received anywhere else. It was their home, and they weren’t strangers to it. Blade was free to greet as many people as he wanted, and he started to make a few friends.

“What about that one?” Akir asked, pointing to a bright red dragoness who was looking at some fruit for sale.

Blade looked at her thoughtfully and shook his head. “No… she’s too…”

“Red?” Akir finished.

Blade chuckled and nodded. “Too bright for me.”

“Hmm… then what about her?” he continued, pointing to a black and blue dragoness up the street toward them.

“Spirits, Blade. I’m worried about that head of yours,” he teased and gave the feathered dragon a good thwack with his tail. “That, and if you keep this up, I’m not sure if you’ll ever find a mate!”

Blade meeped as Akir hit him and chuckled awkwardly while picking at the dirt and sand beneath his paws. “Well, I don’t really need anyone other than you right now…”

“It’s been just us for a decade and a half! You have to be getting… lonesome by now.”

Blade shook his head and smiled softly at his blue and purple friend. “Not as long as you’re around!”

Akir grinned and nuzzled Blade’s forearm. “I mean for more than just company… Haven’t you ever mated with a female before?”

Blade’s cheeks flushed warmly and he shook his head. “N- No… have you?” Blade could already tell from that devious look in his blue eyes what the answer was.

“I have, though I don’t think you ever met her. It was a one-time thing, really.”

“S- So you’ve only mated once?”

He nodded. “I haven’t had much time to court any females… I’m too busy taking care of your feathered ass!”

Blade blushed a little and fidgeted around. “What… what was it like?”

A devious grin curled Akir’s lip as he chuckled. “It felt amazing… It’s much better than using your paw!”

Blade almost meeped as an even deeper blush warmed his cheeks. He stared at Akir with big eyes as if it were a surprise that he masturbated too.

“Oh come on, Blade. It’s not like we haven’t seen each other’s cocks before. Every male does it.”

Blade ran his claws through the dirt and avoided eye contact. “Y- Yeah… So… what d- did it feel like?”

“It was warm… very warm and slick and soft.” Blade swore he saw Akir shudder. “ I- I didn’t last very long,” he admitted. “But she was more than happy to go another few rounds.”

“You’re v- very lucky!”

Akir nodded and giggled. “It was an experience I hope you get to enjoy someday.”

Blade wiggled delightedly and twined his tail with Akir’s. “Well, we both have a good opportunity to find a mate now. We have money, a house, and plenty of food for a while.”

“But that won’t last forever,” he sighed. “We need to get jobs.”

“And what sort of jobs can two feral dragons find?” Blade grumbled. “It’s not like we haven’t tried before.”

Akir sighed. “I know… I was thinking about checking around the harbor district. They need big, strong dragons to help carry supplies, right?”

“So a pack-mule,” he replied with distaste.

“Pack-mules don’t get paid,” Akir retorted. “Besides… it’s a chance at making an honest living.”

Blade noticed how Akir seemed to be rather ashamed of his current occupation. His eyes were filled with thought, but Blade couldn’t quite place what he was thinking about. “If you do it, I’ll do it too.”

Akir smiled softly at him. “Thanks, Blade.”

“Of course. I’ll always be by your side!”

Akir nuzzled Blade affectionately, and Blade licked his nose back. “I do hope, that if you ever do find a mate, that she makes you just as happy as you’ve made me.”

Blade flushed and a toothy grin spread his lips. “I- I’ve made you h- happy?”

Akir nodded. “Very. I’m glad you put up with me.”

Blade couldn’t hold back his excitement. He wiggled and grinned widely before starting to lick Akir’s muzzle joyfully. He couldn’t imagine what his life would have been like without Akir. For starters, he would be dead… But besides that, he probably would have felt very lonely.

“H- Hey! Stop that,” Akir hissed. “We’re still in public.”

“S- Sorry,” Blade apologized.

Akir chuckled and squeezed Blade’s tail with his own. “Why don’t we go get something to eat? I’m in a meaty mood again!”

Blade smiled and nodded. Meat sounded delicious!

* * *

Blade sighed and grumbled, mashing his ears tightly to his head with his paws. He was trying to block of the sounds Akir and his new mate were making in their bedroom—his and Akir’s bedroom. After their talk about finding mates the other day, it wasn’t long before Akir had found a very pretty, black-scaled dragoness named Vespera. Blade had to admit that she was beautiful, but he disliked her. Something felt off about her, and he wasn’t very fond of the fact that Akir really liked her.

Despite his efforts to cover his ears, he could still hear them going at it. The door to their bedroom wasn’t really a door; it was just an archway covered by a cloth tarp, so it was as if Blade was in the same room with them. If it wasn’t the middle of the night during curfew, he would have just left the house and come back later. So, instead he started humming to himself, blocking out the sounds of their mating.

It wasn’t until ten minutes later that they finally stopped so Blade could relax. He curled up on some bedding and grumbled to himself, his tail swishing irately behind him. He was glad Akir was having a good time and all, but it made Blade get all worked up. He wanted to feel pleasure and share pleasure with another too. He just needed to find a mate for himself.

But Blade was too shy. He attempted to court a few females he had met later that week, but they all shot him down. He didn’t really understand why; maybe it was because he was too anxious. He stuttered on every other word while sheepishly trying to bare a toothy smile—that only made him look more awkward. Even with Akir, the handsome dragon that he was, as Blade’s wingman, he couldn’t get a single dragoness.

Blade sighed despairingly and shrugged his wings. “I don’t know… None of them seem to like me.” He kept walking forward down a street in the heart of the feral district with Akir next to him. The hot sun shone straight down upon them, baking the rough, sandy streets beneath their paws.

“You just have to be more forward and confident!”

“I- I know that… I’m just not good at it.”

“It’s good to be persistent too. Vespera didn’t like me at first, you know. She hated my guts!”

Blade glanced at Akir. “Sh- She did?”

He nodded. “I was a little too forward with her… but it worked out, I guess. Some females just like that.”

“Yeah, I guess it did,” Blade grumbled with slight irritation.

Akir stopped in his tracks and looked at Blade questioningly. “What’s wrong, Blade? Don’t you like her?”

Blade sighed and tried to get Akir to keep walking. After getting turned down for the second time today, he didn’t want to be out in public. “She’s fine. She’s just a little… talkative.”

But Akir didn’t want to keep going. “You don’t like her,” he stated with a sad frown. “I- I was hoping you would… She’s really nice.”

Blade sighed again and shrugged his wings as he reluctantly sat on his rump. He hated seeing Akir upset. “I like her. She’s just…”

He shook his head. “No, you don’t. You already didn’t like her when you first met her!”

Blade winced. “H- How did you know?”

With a sigh, Akir looked away from Blade. Blade couldn’t tell if he was disappointed, upset, or annoyed with him. “I saw that look in your eyes, Blade… She makes me happy,” he said and looked at the feathered dragon seriously. “Why don’t you want me to be happy?”

Blade’s expression twisted depressingly. He hadn’t thought of it much like that. “I- I want nothing more than for you to be happy…” he admitted and claws at the ground, his mind brewing with conflicting thoughts.

“Then why don’t you want me to be with her?”

“I never said that!”

“You didn’t have to,” Akir retorted with a hushed voice, reminding Blade to keep his voice down. There were droves of people walking by, and their private matters were not for their ears.

Blade clenched his digits and teeth together. “I… I don’t know, Akir… I want you to be happy, just…”

“I like her a lot, Blade. I—”

“I want to be the one to make you happy!” Blade spouted out and wiped his cheeks prematurely as a few tears started to slip down them. His heart raced; he didn’t know what he was saying or why. Whatever broiled inside of him had a deep root in his heart.

“I want to be the one,” he repeated. “Not her…” He sniffled and looked away, feeling embarrassed. Had he really been jealous all this time?

Akir was stunned. He didn’t know what to say. “Blade…”

“I- I’m sorry…” he turned and started to walk away, hiding his tears from Akir. It had been a long time since he had last cried in front of him.

Akir sprinted around him and stopped Blade in his tracks. His sapphire eyes swirled. “You’re jealous… of her?”

Blade tried to shake his head, but he nodded sheepishly instead. He couldn’t lie.

A big, toothy grin curled Akir’s lips as he giggled. “S- Sorry… I just… really? You don’t like her because she likes me?” He laughed some more which irritated Blade greatly. He wasn’t someone to be mocked, no less by his own brother!

Blade huffed and pushed past Akir, but Akir grabbed his tail and held him back. Blade growled but made no effort to retaliate.

“No, Blade… I’m sorry,” he said, finishing his bout of laughter. “It’s not that hard to believe, I just never imagined that you’d have a crush on me.”

Blade shuddered and glanced at Akir questioningly, but his hind end was already facing him. He followed after the blue and purple dragon with his mind churning uncontrollably, but a question pushed at him the most: did he really want Akir as a mate? Had he always wanted this without realizing it?

* * *

Blade gulped and felt his heart racing as Akir started closing the drapes to their open windows, even though it was almost night. Anticipation welled up inside him, and his stomach churned with butterflies. Was Akir really serious about this? How would they even mate? They were both males…

Blade continually caught glimpses of Akir’s plump, dangling orbs between his legs. He had never really thought about them before until now. They were a normal part of any male, but ferals were the only ones to not cover it up. Blade never had to worry too much about his balls and sheath being exposed since his fluffy feathers did a good job of hiding them. But staring at Akir’s started to make him feel… aroused. There wasn’t much to hide the drooping pair of stones between his scaled thighs.

There was no doubt in Blade’s mind that he loved Akir, and he would do anything to make him happy. But he never imagined lusting for him… He was like his brother! But they weren’t related by blood, so did that already make them mates?

Akir finished and turned around, grinning widely at the flustered Blade. “There. Now it’s just us!” He rubbed up against the black and gold feathered dragon while lightly grasping and slipping his tail around Blade’s muzzle. “C’mon, Blade,” he cooed and led Blade into their bedroom.

Blade swallowed again, not quite believing what was going on. He stepped into the bedroom with Akir and lay down on their bedding. It wasn’t much; it was just a pile of soft furs and some feathery blankets, but it was comfortable. Akir lay down with Blade and nestled in closely with him, smiling happily.

Akir nuzzled Blade lovingly and then nosed down his neck. His arms and wings wrapped around Blade while his hind paws started to play with Blade’s. Their toes touched and soon mingled together as Akir’s feet squeezed his. Blade could feel the soles of their footpaws pressing together while their toes intertwined. A light blush warmed his cheeks.

Blade sucked in a breath and shuddered as one of Akir’s footpaws rubbed against his sheath and groped his balls. Instinctively, Blade pulled his legs apart. “A- Akir…” They had cuddled rather intimately before, but Blade had never felt anything like this. His cheeks flushed warmly as he looked down between his spread legs, watching as Akir worked his soft nethers with his hind paw. His other hind paw continued to rub and press against Blade’s.

It was the strangest but most pleasant sensation that coaxed his arousal to come so swiftly, and he started to get all embarrassed and flustered when his cock started to grow. He shivered and buried his snout in Akir’s neck.

“Don’t get all shy on me, Blade,” he teased. “We’ve been together way too long for that.”

“B- But not like this!”

They both had seen each other’s cocks before whether they wanted to or not. It was a natural thing to get an erection, and waking up with one was a common thing—and Blade and Akir often slept and cuddled together. They had slept together since they were dragonets, so it wasn’t strange at all to them to wake up with a hard member after a night together.

“You’re going to like this a lot, Blade,” Akir said softly and sensually traced his tongue across Blade’s neck down to his shoulders. His toes lightly gripped and squeezed Blade’s flesh as it hardened quickly. Akir let go of Blade’s footpaw and moved to his fuzzy orbs to grope and fondle Blade there. Blade couldn’t help but to gasp and moan as his face scrunched with pleasure. Having Akir give sexual attention to him made feel very excited and nervous—and it felt really good!

Akir’s forepaws massaged and caressed Blade’s back, sifting through his feathers, while his hinds continued to stroke and grope Blade’s nethers. Blade held Akir closely, eliciting soft whimpers and moans to him. His cock was rock hard and twitching.

Then Blade felt a forepaw trace down his flank until it dipped between his legs and gripped his sensitive, wet rod. Blade shuddered and gasped loudly as Akir squeezed and stroked him. Akir pushed his hind end forward and laid a hind leg over Blade’s rump. Blade felt something long, hard, slick, and warm against his flesh. He looked down and saw Akir’s cock pressed against his as he squeezed them together and rubbed them.

“Looks like I’m bigger than you,” Akir teased.

Blade’s blush deepened as his eyes bulged. He clenched his toes and stared at their frotting lengths. Akir’s was larger than his and its entirety was smooth all the way down to his sheath. Blade’s was ridged along the base. They both looked fleshy and pink, though Akir’s had a darker tone than his.

Akir rolled Blade onto his back and pressed their hips firmly together, their balls mashing together as well while he stroked them both off at once. Blade spread his legs wide and moaned as he watched their lengths rub against another. It felt warm and naughty, exciting the lusts inside Blade. He never imagined wanting to see Akir’s cock so badly, and now he was almost captivated by it. Pre squirted out of his tip and oozed into his golden belly feathers.

“Do you like this, Blade?” Akir asked with a soft smile. It warmed Blade’s heart to see Akir happy like that. It looked like he was immensely enjoying this too. Maybe he had always wanted to mate with Blade?

Blade nodded and returned the smile, looking deep into Akir’s sapphire eyes. He held the blue and purple dragon securely and enjoyed the close, intimate contact. Akir massaged their lengths for another moment before cooing softly and backing off of Blade. Blade watched him curiously as his forepaws started to grip, squeeze, and play with Blade’s cock.

Blade moaned and flexed his toes as Akir stroked him with one paw and fondled his orbs with the other. It felt amazing having someone else do that instead of himself, though he never imagined another male to be stroking him off! In his fantasies, it had always been an eager dragoness with very soft paws…

Blade lay back, relaxing as Akir pleasured him with his delicate touch. He groaned and closed his eyes, basking in the sensations coursing through his body. Akir’s paw rubbed his sensitive flesh up and down, sliding over his slick rod. He groped and squeezed Blade’s soft stones and played with them while sniffing and breathing over Blade’s cock.

Then Blade shuddered as a warm, wet tongue flicked across his tapered tip. He sucked in a breath and clenched his toes as it did it again and again until it started coiling and slathering over his tool. More pre leaked from his cock that was quickly lapped up by Akir’s tongue. That slick muscle explored Blade’s shaft, tickling between his ridges and sending Blade’s loins ablaze with pleasure. Blade’s entire body was twitching ecstatically. He had never felt something feel so good before!

Akir grinned deviously at Blade as his eyes shot wide open. Blade watched as Akir’s warm, moist maw enclosed around his cock. His flesh slipped into his waiting mouth while his tongue coiled around his length and pulled it into his muzzle. Blade’s toes curled as he shuddered and blushed heatedly. Akir took his entirety, fitting it all into his humid, steamy maw. Blade could feel every movement of Akir’s tongue, and he could feel everything rubbing against his cock as Akir suckled on it.

“Oh! A- Akir…”

Blade moaned loudly and winced as pleasure burst through his loins. He had never felt anything like this before! Every sensation welled within him and coursed up his spine. His body writhed and squirmed while he panted and moaned his pleasure. Akir continued to lick, suck, and breathe over Blade’s flesh until Blade suddenly gasped and cried out.

Blade had never felt an orgasm come so quickly before, giving him little to no warning as his length throbbed powerfully and his seed erupted from his tip. Thick, warm strands of his liquid spilled into Akir’s maw unexpectedly, making him gag and pull away. He coughed a bit as seed dripped from his maw, but he continued to stroke Blade off through his orgasm, sending shivers and shudders trembling through his reactive body. His seed spilled into his feathers until his release came to an end, drizzling out of his tip. His cock twitched as Akir stopped stroking it.

“Spirits, Blade. A little warning next time!”

Blade gasped for breath and panted heavily. He flushed with embarrassment, realizing that he just came in Akir’s mouth. “S- Sorry…”

“That was a- amazing, Akir… I’ve never f- felt anything like that. It was really good!”

Akir grinned and nosed at Blade’s twitching cock. “Really? You never tried it with yourself?”

Blade gulped and watched him intently. “N- No…”

“You’ve been missing out,” he said and gave Blade a teasing lick. Blade shuddered and felt Akir starting to nose at his stones, sniffing them heavily. Then Akir licked him there and played with them with his tongue, slathering it across his fuzzy package. Blade groaned and enjoyed feeling his warm muscle lifting and prodding at his stones. He could see the lusty glaze over his sapphire spheres as Akir inhaled Blade’s scent.

“H- Have you wanted to… mate with me?”

Akir shrugged his wings while continue to dote Blade’s nethers some more. “I thought about it before, but I thought you liked females! I wasn’t sure how you’d take it.”

Blade winced at that. “I- I do… I think. Don’t you like females?” he asked curiously as he watched Akir’s snout press firmly beneath his package. He sniffed around Blade’s tailhole next.

“I do… but I think I prefer males anyway,” he answered. “Even though you’re the first male I’ve ever done this with.”

Blade couldn’t hold back the grin that stretched his lips. “Really?” It made Blade feel really special to know that. Then Blade’s eyes bulged as he gasped and shuddered. Akir’s tongue suddenly lapped at his tailhole and slipped inside. His muscles immediately clenched as if to keep it out, but Akir pushed his tongue deep into Blade and wiggled it around, sending all sorts of pleasurable sensations coursing through him like lightning. Never once in his entire life would he have imagined that to feel good!

“Aaaah! A- Akir…” Blade tensed up and writhed as Akir’s tongue penetrated his rear. A paw started to stroke and rub his sensitive, flaccid cock, sending jolts through Blade’s loins. Akir slipped his tongue in and out, a constant pushing and pulling motion as it rubbed against his passage. Blade could feel his length hardening again as Akir caressed him.

Then Akir pulled his muzzle away, licking his lips and staring lustfully into Blade’s eyes. “Are you ready, cutie?”

“F- For what?” Blade asked and groaned as Akir squeezed and fondled his balls. He saw Akir’s hard, twitching flesh between his legs and wondered if it was his turn to orally please him.

But Akir seemed to have something else in mind. “On your paws!” he said as a devious grin spread his lips. Blade glanced at him questioningly, but he stood up to all fours. “Turn around,” he cooed. Blade nodded and turned so his rear faced Akir.

“Lift that tail.”

Blade looked behind him and lifted his tail for Akir, exposing his nethers to him. “Wh- What’s this for, Akir?” Then Akir climbed up onto Blade, his weight pushing Blade down. Blade meeped but stood still as Akir’s torso rested on top of his. He could feel the scales on his hind legs rubbing against his thighs.

“A- Akir! I don’t have a… I’m not a f- female!” Blade whined as he was mounted.

“I know that!” He moved Blade’s tail out of the way and pressed his hips forward. “But you’re going to pretend to be.” Blade shuddered and finally realized what was about to happen. He blushed profusely as he felt Akir’s hard cock poking beneath his tail. Then Blade felt the tip of it pressing against his tailhole. It pushed it apart and started to slip its way inside.

Blade gasped and groaned as his tight ring of flesh tightened around the penetrating member. Pain started to make his muscles ache as he was being stretched apart by Akir’s large cock. It continued to slide inside him, putting an immense pressure on his passage. He gritted his teeth and breathed in deep breaths.

Akir cooed into Blade’s ear, “Relax, Blade…”

Blade shuddered and listened, trying his best to relax his muscles. As soon as he did, Akir suddenly thrust deep into Blade’s rump. Blade winced and cried out as pain ignited inside his rear. He breathed heavily and panted while his muscles twitched around Akir’s thick cock that was buried inside him. He could feel Akir’s hard length spreading his rear apart as his walls enclosed around it.

“Oh, B- Blade!” Akir moaned, making Blade shiver. Akir lightly grinded his hips into Blade’s and his cock moved around inside his rump. “You’re so warm… and tight… and soft.”

Blade could hardly get out any words. He wasn’t sure what to think of this. It felt uncomfortable to him at first, but as he adjusted and Akir eased himself to a steady humping pattern, a fire burned inside Blade’s loins. He could feel Akir’s hard cock sliding in and out of him and rubbing against his tight passage. Blade grunted each time Akir thrust into him, feeling his tapered tip spreading him apart. Before long, Blade was grunting and moaning with pleasure as Akir steadily humped him.

Akir’s paws squeezed Blade’s belly, holding tightly to him to help keep his balance. Their hips patted together repeatedly as Blade eagerly took Akir’s thrusts. He could feel pleasure beginning to bloom inside him as the tip of Akir’s length rubbed at a sensitive spot. It made him wince and growl with lust until a delighted moan escaped his lips.

“That’s it,” he cooed into Blade’s ear. “Just relax and let me do the work.”

Blade felt his cheeks burning with pleasure and lust. Akir took it slow, lightly humping and patting against Blade’s rump. His cock slid in and out repeatedly, rubbing against Blade’s tight, sensitive walls. Akir moaned softly and encouragingly to Blade. Blade could only imagine how good it must have felt to Akir, and he wondered if it was like how Akir described mating with a female. He hoped so! He wanted Akir to feel that pleasure again, and he was elated to be the one to give it to him this time.

“Oh, Blade,” he moaned, “you feel so good!”

Blade huffed and panted beneath Akir while eagerly pushing back against his lap. “Y- You do too…”

“Are you ready for more?”

Blade looked back at Akir and nodded with a devious grin. “Give it t- to me.”

Akir chuckled and pushed Blade’s torso down until his chest touched the ground. Blade gasped, feeling Akir’s cock massaging his passage at another angle, sending jolts of warm pleasure through him. He flattened out and rested his head on the bedding while closing his eyes and panting heavily. He shuddered and spread his legs a little to help with Akir’s weight, eagerly submitting to him.

Blade’s body rocked back and forth while Akir’s hips slapped against his rump. His cock twitched and oozed gooey drizzles of his pre onto the furs and blankets beneath them. Blade blushed deeply and moaned delightedly to Akir, enjoying Akir’s cock rubbing deep inside him. Akir hilted him with every thrust, and Blade could feel his balls patting against his rear. Akir moaned loudly, expressing his pleasure to Blade.

Blade sucked in a breath and groaned loudly as Akir started to pound against his rump. Akir brought up a hind paw to clench his rear end while driving his thrusts faster and faster. Blade could hardly breathe as pleasure overwhelmed the tinges of pain that coursed through him. His body was jounced forward each time Akir laid into him and sent his cock deep inside the feathered dragon’s rear. Pre slickened his entry, constantly oozing into Blade’s tight passage. Akir moaned loudly and buried his face in Blade’s shoulders.

It made Blade very happy to know that Akir was enjoying this. He wanted nothing more than to please him, and sharing a moment like this warmed his body with ecstasy. He moaned encouragingly to Akir, expressing his pleasure back to him. His mouth hung open as his tongue lolled slightly out. He panted heavily and closed his eyes, a deep, heated blush warming his cheeks. He’d never felt anything so blissful before.

Akir’s cock fervently rubbed against a very sensitive spot inside Blade. His pleasure flared and his cock jumped, and then he suddenly hit another orgasm. Blade cried out as his eyes shot open. His feathered crest flared while his feathers puffed out everywhere as he lost control of his body. His muscles tensed and pulsated around Akir’s cock while his length throbbed and spilled copious ropes of his seed onto their bedding. He gasped for breath and felt himself losing his senses as pleasure burst through his entire body, making it shudder and tremble beneath Akir.

Akir cried out soon after, and Blade felt his warm, thick seed oozing inside his passage. Akir’s cock throbbed inside him and pushed against his tight, twitching walls. He could feel Akir’s member swelling inside him with every pulse that spilled his seed. Akir stopped humping Blade, trembling on top of him, and held tightly to his feathered body. He moaned and gasped with Blade as they rode out their orgasms together.

Blade’s second orgasm didn’t last nearly as long as Akir’s. He panted for breath and buried his snout in the bedding while enjoying the feeling of Akir’s climax rushing through his tight, clenching passage. Akir grinded against Blade, shoving his cock as deep as it could as it spilled his seed. Blade could feel his orbs mashing beneath his tail. Not too long after, Akir came down from his blissful orgasm. He gently nibbled on Blade’s neck. Blade could feel his excited breath washing over his feathers.

“D- Did you enjoy it?” Blade asked, looking hopefully back at him.

Akir chuckled and playfully thrust against Blade, making his feathers puff out as he shuddered. “Immensely. You?”

Blade grinned toothily and glanced back at Akir. “I did! I never imagined that we c- could uhm… do that together.”

Akir licked Blade affectionately and pulled out of him. Blade gasped as Akir’s cock slipped out, feeling a sudden emptiness in his rear as warm seed oozed out of his tailhole too. Blade didn’t even try to stand up. He flopped onto his back with a contented sigh. Akir joined him soon after, but not without taking a long gander at Blade’s flaccid cock. Blade smiled shyly but left his legs open for him.

“Is it… strange that we… m- mated?” Blade wondered as Akir lay on his belly. He pulled Akir against him and cuddled with him, basking in the afterglow. “I thought that only males and females could…”

Akir laughed and pulled Blade close, looking deep into his golden spheres while his paws tenderly massaged him. “Well, we obviously can, right? It may be strange to some people… but don’t let that worry you, Blade. It’s not like everyone will know, anyway.”

Blade nodded and wiggled excitedly. He wrapped his arms around Akir and nuzzled him lovingly. “Does this mean that we’re mates now?” Even Akir could clearly hear the hope in his voice.

Akir nodded with a soft smile and licked Blade’s lips. “If you want to be, of course.”

Blade looked joyfully into Akir’s sapphire spheres, a big, goofy and toothy grin plastered on his muzzle. He giggled and nuzzled Akir lovingly. “D- Does that mean I can say ‘I love you’ now?”

Akir chuckled, sharing in Blade’s jubilance. “You could have said that before this, you know.”

“I love you!” Blade said sincerely. It rolled off of his tongue pleasantly, like he was meant to say it. Seeing Akir’s warm grin made his heart flutter and thump in his chest, and what Akir said to him after that almost melted him away.

“I love you too, Blade.” Blade could hardly form any words after that. They just stared at each other with soft eyes until Akir wiped some tears from Blade’s cheeks. Blade blinked, not even realizing they were there. He wiped at them too with a confused expression.

“That’s really cute, Blade,” Akir teased and nipped at him playfully. Blade didn’t really care that he was crying in front of Akir this time. He still sort of saw him as an older brother, but now he mostly saw him as a mate. His mate.

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“What do you think she’s going to say?” Blade asked while walking beside Akir. They were on their way to see Vespera to explain that Akir was no longer interested in her. The plan was not to mention that he found another mate, and they especially weren’t going to mention who that other mate was!

Akir shrugged his purple wings. “It’s been a week since I last saw her. She’s probably moved on already.” Akir took a sharp turn to the right, his head darting back and forth in search of her home. They were deep inside the feral district where housing complexes smashed together tightly, leaving no room at all between them. It was a very cramped area, and it was particularly difficult for ferals to walk through the narrow street since most of them were rather big when compared to the two-legs. They had to squeeze past several others to make their way down the path.

“You think so? Sounds like you shouldn’t have mated with her anyway,” Blade snapped with a sly grin.

Akir chuckled and poked Blade with a tail. “Still jealous, huh?”

Blade giggled and shook his head. “Not anymore!”

“Good. I can’t have my mate still being jealous when we’ve been together for almost a week already.” Akir nuzzled his neck and nipped at his jaw.

Blade blushed deeply and grinned, thinking about what Akir said earlier that day when they were out shopping for furniture. “I’m really anxious to… mate with you again tonight, especially now that we have the new bed,” he admitted. “I’ve been thinking about it all day.”

“I’m probably not the only one,” Akir teased and giggled as Blade’s feathers poofed out.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Blade whined, horrified and embarrassed.

“’Cause it’s cute. And it looks like we’re here,” he said and pointed at the second story to the front of a hovel with some common runes carved into the stone next to the door. Blade didn’t know what they read, but Akir seemed to.

The buildings weren’t all that high; Blade estimated about five or six stories, and they were built like staircases, one floor like a step to the next. They hopped up to the second story platform and knocked carefully on the door. It looked like the door was about to fall off.

“What if she’s not home?” Blade asked.

“Then we’ll find her or come back tomorrow.”

“What if she gets really angry?”

“Then we’ll just leave.”

Blade nodded and continued, “What if—”

“Blade!” Akir scolded and nipped Blade. “Relax.”

Blade shuffled around on his paws and refolded his wings. “O- Okay, sorry.” He didn’t know why, but he was feeling very nervous! Normally when he was around Akir, his confidence tended to rub off on Blade.

Akir shook his head disapprovingly with a small grin. “You’re ridiculous sometimes.”

Then the door creaked open and Vespera poked her black head out. A big, toothy smile immediately spread her lips as she swung the door the rest of the way open and invited them inside.

“Akir! Blade! It’s good to see you! This is quite the surprise. I never imagined that you’d show up with Blade this time. Have something planned for the three of us?”

Blade never understood why Akir had fallen for her. She was a chatterbox, and her voice was a bit annoying… It was to Blade, at least. He bared a small, friendly smile anyway and stepped inside after Akir. It smelled of feral, female dragon inside; her scent filled the tiny space, and it tickled Blade’s nostrils. He wasn’t used to that sort of aroma at all; it made him feel a little tingly.

Her home was just one room, having everything she needed surrounding them.

“No, nothing like that,” Akir explained with a chuckle. “Blade is much too shy.”

Blade shot him an uncertain glance. Was there something he missed?

“Oh, I see. That’s a shame. You’re a very handsome dragon too, and I’d love to mess up your feathers,” she chirred to Blade. Blade shrunk back a little with a small smile, wanting to hide behind Akir. “So what brings you here then? Are we going somewhere? What about food? I’m hungry!”

Blade had to stop himself from rolling his eyes. She was like this when he had first met her too. Even if she was nice, he could hardly stand her. Maybe he wasn’t actually jealous of her and just disliked her instead.

Akir shook his head and looked at her seriously. “I need to talk to you about something rather important.” Then he glanced back at Blade and gestured to the door with a wing. “Alone, if you don’t mind, Blade.”

Blade nodded and dipped his head politely before slipping out the door. He stood out in the glaring sun, feeling it warming his feathers delightfully. The skies were clear with a deep blue hue, making Blade wonder briefly if there was an ocean way up there where he couldn’t fly. He felt much better out here than in that stuffy room with that blabbermouth. Still, he couldn’t help but to feel a little curious about what Vespera’s reaction would be. He pressed his ear to the door and tried to listen in.

“—that would be best for the both of us,” Akir finished.

It was rather hard to hear Vespera’s higher pitched voice, but he could faintly make out her words. “I can’t believe you’re already leaving me… I thought we were good together! I really enjoyed mating with you. And you liked it too! Why don’t you want to anymore? Is there someone else?”

A long pause.

“I do like you Vespera. You’re very nice and all, but there is someone else.” Blade gulped. He said he wouldn’t tell her!

“Who is it?” Vespera half-growled. “She better not be prettier than me.”

“Well, she’s not a she.” Akir wasn’t following the plan…

Blade sighed but relaxed a little. He chuckled, imagining how stunned Vespera must be right now. He bet that she’d never imagine that Akir liked males!

“Oh, so you finally convinced Blade to mate with you? That was kind of fast. How’d you seduce him? Was it easy? Was it as good as you’d thought it—”

Blade’s jaw dropped and he pulled his ear away. She knew!? And Akir planned on seducing Blade? Blade felt his stomach turn unpleasantly as his chest ached.

Did Akir even care about being his mate? Had he just wanted Blade to satisfy his lusts? He stared at the door and felt himself wanting to cry. He backed away until he nearly slipped off the small platform.

He knew Akir better than that. He wouldn’t ever do something like that to Blade. And what he said that night they mated… that had been real, right? Was it something he meant and not just something he said to make Blade feel happy? They had loved each other since they were little, like siblings, but did Akir really love Blade like a mate? Why would Akir not tell him? Blade shook his aching head and took off. He needed to clear his mind. He flew to the only other home he knew: Talia’s house.

* * *

Blade nearly burst through Talia’s door when she opened it. He shoved right past her and then sniffled as he started to cry. He let loose all of the emotions churning inside him and lay on his belly while covering his head with his paws. He couldn’t stop thinking that Akir had just used him, no matter how much he tried to believe otherwise. He felt Talia kneeling down beside him and patting his shoulders between his wings.

“What’s wrong, Blade?” she asked worriedly. Having a sobbing dragon burst through your door must be quite the surprise!

Blade gritted his teeth. Talia didn’t know that he and Akir were mates now. He meant to tell her soon, but this was the first time he had seen her in a month. “A- Akir…” he mumbled.

“Where is he?”

Blade shook his head and whimpered. “He is th- the problem.”

He could almost feel Talia tense up. “What’d he do?” she hissed. “Did he hurt you?”

Blade quickly shook his head again, not wanting her to lash out at Akir. “No! It’s s- something else…” He wiped his tears away and looked at Talia. He recollected himself the best he could, taking a deep breath. “It’ll take some explanation…”

She grinned softly at him and sat down beside him cross-legged. “I’m all ears.”

Blade then proceeded to explain their recent events… in as little of detail as possible. He told her about Vespera, how he was jealous of her, how him and Akir then mated, and then about how happy he was being his mate until today.

“She made it sound like he was only interested in mating with me,” he finished.

“And is it true?” Blade was surprised that she didn’t react much to him and Akir being mates. Maybe it was a normal thing after all!

Blade shrugged his wings and sniffled. “I- I don’t think so…”

Talia chuckled. “So, you got yourself all worked up when you don’t even know what really happened?”

Blade looked at her, and his mouth moved as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn’t find the words. He shook his head and stared at the floor, his ears drooping. He clawed a rut in a plank of wood. He knew he had acted hasty, and he let his emotions get the better of him.

“Oh, Blade… Sometimes, I think you’re just as dull as he is. Akir is probably worried to death about you right now.”

“You th- think so?” He felt rather foolish for thinking that Akir used him, and it frustrated him that he had to come to Talia for him to realize that. But he was glad he did. He knew now without a shadow of doubt that Akir loved him. Whatever Vespera had said must have been something else entirely!

Talia nodded and smiled softly at him. “I never thought you two would become mates, but I’m very happy for you both. I know how much you love Akir.”

Blade smiled happily and wiped away his remaining tears. “He makes me really happy… And I think I make him happy too.”

Talia’s eyes swirled with memories that passed before her eyes. Blade could see how she reminisced about something she held close to her heart. It made him want to ask about it, but she stopped him. “You better get going, Blade. Akir might tear down the city looking for you!”

Blade nodded and stood up. He gave her an affectionate nuzzle and left. “Thanks, Talia!”

He leapt to the sky and saw that the blazing sun was still high in the clear sky. He angled his wings and turned toward their home. He hoped that Akir wasn’t angry with him for leaving so suddenly. He could only imagine how worried he must be, especially after the last time Blade went missing. Blade sighed and sped forward. He knew he was going to be in trouble!

Blade opened the door to their home and peaked in, expecting to see Akir waiting for him with an angry look on his face. But there wasn’t a blue and purple dragon in sight. He sighed with relief, glad to not be scolded just after returning home. He stepped inside and lay down on their old bedding that they moved to the middle of the main room. He waited for Akir to return, but as an hour slowly passed, a gnawing feeling clawed at his stomach.

He knew Akir was probably out looking for him, worried to death. He wished he could leave to look for Akir himself, but if he did, then the chances of Akir finding him soon were even slimmer—plus, he could return any minute. He had to wait and accept Akir’s wrath when he returned. He only ever got angry when Blade did something foolish that made him concerned, and this would certainly be one of those times. Blade curled up and rested his head on his tail, waiting in silence.

When the door creaked open, Blade’s head shot up. He had fallen asleep while waiting for Akir, and he saw that it was dark out now. His heart nearly stopped in his chest while his head swirled with guilty thoughts. Akir had been out looking for him for hours while he napped! As soon as his eyes met Akir’s, he expected to see a malevolent storm brewing in the twin sapphires… but he couldn’t really place what he saw.

“Blade…” Akir rushed over to him and practically fell on top of him. He wrapped his limbs around Blade, squeezing him tight while his wings enveloped him like a warm blanket. Blade squeaked as he was squeezed almost too tight! His feathers fluffed up as Akir buried his snout into Blade’s neck. He could feel Akir’s limbs trembling as if they were too exhausted to continue hugging him, but Akir persisted until Blade heard a quiet whimper and felt warm tears drip onto his feathers.

Blade’s heart nearly shattered. He clenched his teeth tightly and embraced Akir back. He had prepared himself for a bloodbath, but he did not prepare himself for this…

“I- I’m so s- sorry, Akir,” he sobbed. How could he ever have thought Akir didn’t care about him?

“You st- stupid, feathered id- idiot!” he sputtered. Blade could tell that Akir was trying to regain his composure, but he was failing; Blade could see right through him. His normally strong composure was crushed. “I looked everywhere for you…”

Akir wasn’t dumb. He had probably checked their home first before Blade had returned. After that, he probably searched every street, alley, and yard for Blade until he couldn’t anymore. Akir was exhausted and Blade could feel his heart thudding heavily and quickly inside his chest. He was breathing hard, too.

“I’m sorry,” Blade repeated and squeezed Akir while pulling him snugly against his soft body, acting like a pillow for his mate. He cried and tears streamed down his cheeks. Akir was sniffling too, in a constant battle to stop crying. They continued like this for a few minutes, the both of them letting their pent up emotions seep from them. Blade felt guilty and Akir was relieved.

“I thought something bad happened again… I thought I had lost you,” Akir mumbled and pulled Blade tightly against him as Blade turned onto his back. Blade wrapped his arms and wings around Akir, hugging him equally as tight.

Blade shook his head and buried his muzzle in Akir’s shoulder. “I was being d- dumb,” he said.

“Where did you go?”

“Talia’s…”

“Why?" he pressed.

He didn’t really want to tell Akir why—he felt very foolish about it—but he knew he had to. “I th- thought that you didn’t really love me like a mate.”

Akir pulled away and looked at Blade in genuine shock. “Why would you ever think that?”

Blade sniffed and avoided meeting his eyes. “I overheard Vespera talking… a- about how you told her that you planned on mating with me. She made it sound like you d- didn’t care about me…”

Akir’s expressions softened as an amused grin curled his lips. “Blade… You got all worked up over that?”

Blade winced and nodded. Talia had asked the same thing! He knew he overreacted… by a lot. Had he just sat there and waited for Akir, he could have avoided this whole situation.

Akir chuckled and wiped Blade’s tears away. “You didn’t hear what I said after that, did you?”

Blade shook his head and looked up at Akir curiously. He didn’t seem as upset as he had expected him to be.

They were lying together, belly to belly, and half-mindedly cuddling. Blade’s forepaws stroked down Akir’s flanks as a blush warmed his cheeks. He realized how foolish he really was as he looked into Akir’s eyes. He had a hard time believing that he was actually Akir’s mate. It felt like nothing really changed between them, but cuddling intimately with him now brought a new light to his eyes. They never did this before, and it felt very warming and relaxing. It felt good to feel loved.

“Good, ‘cause I’m not going to tell you,” he teased with a big grin.

Blade giggled and nuzzled Akir. “Tell me!”

Akir shook his head. “No… It’s too sappy.”

“Sappy?” A playful grin spread Blade’s lips. “That’s not like you.”

“I know, that’s why I won’t repeat it!” He nipped at Blade’s neck and affectionately licked him. A long moment of silence passed as Akir seemed to be deep in thought.

“Just know that I love you, Blade, with all of my heart. I’m still getting used to this whole mateship thing, since you’ve always been my little brother, but I love you and care for you like a mate… I think I always have.”

Blade almost melted in Akir’s arms as he held him closely and tenderly doted him. “I feel the same about you, Akir,” Blade said with a toothy smile. “I love you, and I won’t ever do that to you again.”

Akir’s sapphire gems sparkled with delight, unmistakably expressing the joy he found in Blade’s words. He warbled softly and nuzzled Blade’s neck, soon burying his muzzle in Blade’s feathers. “As long as you’re safe, I don’t care, Blade.”

“So, you’re not mad then?”

A soft smile parted Akir’s lips. “How could I be with a face like that?”

Blade grinned happily and giggled as Akir licked his face, feeling his wet, slimy tongue against his smaller, prickly feathers.

“Just don’t run off on me like that,” Akir said and licked between Blade’s white horns.

Blade nodded and hugged Akir snugly. He thought about how mates would act, so he gently caressed Akir’s scales, his paws tracing up and down his flank. Akir cooed softly to Blade and did the same to him while sensually nibbling and licking his neck up to his chin. Blade sighed and relaxed as he exposed his neck to Akir, feeling much better already. Their tails twined together and swayed back and forth while they cuddled intimately.

Heat flushed Blade’s cheeks as he focused on all the pleasant feelings coursing through him. He lay back as Akir’s belly pressed against his, and then a quiet moan escaped his lips as he felt Akir’s warm nethers mashing against his. He gasped and suddenly felt his loins warming with arousal while their bodies melded together, scales against feathers.

“A- Akir…”

“Why don’t we go try out our new bed?” Akir cooed as he grinded firmly against Blade. “You’ve been waiting all day for this.”

Blade looked up at him and nodded eagerly, so they separated for the moment, stood up, and slipped behind their drapes into their bedroom. Instead of the pile of bedding they had before, there was now a solid, large bed built for two dragons scooted up against the wall.

Blade stepped up onto it first and flopped lazily down, bouncing slightly against the cushiony material. The bed slightly dipped beneath his weight, and it dipped only slightly more when Akir joined him. Blade rolled onto his back as Akir lay on top of him, resuming their previous position as they snuggled together.

Blade warbled happily and nuzzled Akir, feeling much more comfortable now that there was cushion against his back. Akir grinned down at him and then started to lick and nuzzle beneath his chin. Blade gasped softly and held Akir closely. He gripped his flanks between his thighs and wrapped his arms and wings around his back. Their hips met and fit together perfectly as their tails entwined behind them. Their sheaths touched while their balls rubbed and molded together.

Akir doted Blade’s neck affectionately, licking and nibbling up and down it while his firm body sensually grinded against Blade’s. A soft moan escaped Blade’s open mouth as he breathed in deep breaths, feeling his arousal quickly stirring his senses. His forepaws traced Akir’s muscles, rubbing and caressing them while they explored his scaled body. Blade had always enjoyed the feeling of scales and often wondered what they would feel like instead of feathers covering his body. They felt so smooth against his paw pads, and Akir’s were very pretty.

Akir seemed to wonder the same about Blade’s feathers. His paws sifted through the soft fluff around Blade’s shoulders and down his flanks, feeling and exploring him. That made Blade wiggle and shudder with delight until he moaned again and felt his exposed flesh starting to rub against Akir’s swelling sheath. Akir cooed and looked between their legs.

“Is that what I think it is, cutie?” he teased and rubbed against Blade’s firm sheath with his own. Blade flexed his toes as he felt their balls mashing together and their cocks touching. Their exposed tips rubbed together while each of them was aroused. Blade stole a peek as his wings dropped to his sides, seeing Akir’s flesh touching his own. It was warm, smooth, and slick. Pre mixed and collected along their shafts as both of their erections grew and rubbed together.

Blade panted lightly and groaned with lust while he let Akir arouse him. He lay back, blushing warmly as Akir doted his neck and pushed their hips together. Pleasant thoughts and feelings swam inside Blade’s head, urging him to grind against his mate.

“I- I love mating with you,” Blade said with sincerity, looking up into Akir’s eyes.

Akir smiled down at him, a toothy grin curling his lips. “Does it feel good?” he asked as his forepaw started to grope his and Blade’s cocks, rubbing them together. That was a favorite of Blade’s; it made his toes curl while he gasped with delight. To feel Akir’s sensitive organ against his own made him shudder.

“Y- Yes… very good.”

“Good.” Akir lowered his muzzle to Blade’s and licked his lips lovingly. Blade cooed and parted his lips to lick back at Akir’s tongue. They shared their saliva while their tongues mingled together, and then Akir pressed his lips firmly to Blade’s. His tongue slipped inside Blade’s mouth, making Blade’s cheeks flush intensely as they kissed. His eyes bulged as he sucked in a quick breath.

Kissing like this was a rare sign of affection to dragons. Most mates would wait until they had eggs together to even attempt kissing. It held a deep, heartfelt meaning that most often signified mateship for life. Blade could hardly contain his excitement!

Blade’s heart thudded deeply and rapidly in his chest as he melted in the affection. He closed his eyes, losing himself almost immediately. They mouthed at each other, their lips touching while their tongues explored each other’s maws. Blade’s wings fluttered and rubbed against Akir’s as their woven tails swayed from one side of the bed to the other. Akir stopped everything else he was doing and delved deep into their passionate kiss. Their tongues wrestled and twined while their breaths were ragged. Blade softly held the back of Akir’s head while turning and twisting his own impulsively to get all of the good angles. The feelings of adoration that ignited his heart were unlike anything he had felt before, and he could share it all with his Akir… his mate.

When they finally separated, their eyes met, blue and gold. They were both speechless and breathing hard with soft grins at their lips.

Blade placed a paw on Akir’s chest and half-mindedly felt around his firm muscles there. “That… That was amazing, Akir,” he said.

Akir nuzzled Blade tenderly and kissed him again, wanting another taste. Blade lightly pushed and caressed Akir’s chest while cocking his head sideways and suckling on his tongue. This was like a dream come true to him. His body was the warmest and most relaxed it ever had been while he could feel the deep pounding of his heart echoing throughout.

This kiss was much shorter than the last, and it ended when Akir flipped onto his back. They switched positions, and Blade was now on top, looking down at Akir. His eyes lingered on his smooth cock before he pressed their hips together and replicated what Akir did to him, grinding and rubbing their nethers together.

“Take me, Blade,” Akir half-whispered. “Mate with me.”

A confused expression crossed Blade’s face. “You want me to…” Blade had always been the bottom; he was always the one to take Akir’s cock, never the other way around.

Akir chuckled and nodded. “I want you to feel that pleasure too.” He spread his legs wide and presented himself to Blade. Blade blushed warmly as lust and excitement welled within him. He backed up a bit as he sat upright and stared between Akir’s legs.

Between his muscular thighs was his twitching cock and his drooping package beneath it. And below his dangling stones was his tailhole. Akir didn’t seem to mind that Blade was more curious than anything—he never really had much of a chance like this with Akir before. Blade reached down with his soft, fuzzy forepaws and felt Akir’s cock. He stroked it up and down and felt the thick rod of meat that he had enjoyed on several previous occasions. It twitched and pulsed in his grasp as a drizzle of pre oozed out of the tip.

“Oh, Blade,” Akir moaned as he flexed his toes. Blade smiled and rubbed Akir’s length a few more times before groping and squeezing his stones. That received him a pleasured coo from Akir. Excitement coursed through Blade as he felt Akir’s nethers, rubbing and fondling them curiously. Even though Akir had scales, his balls felt almost as soft as Blade’s.

Then Blade decided to leave more of his exploration for later as his lust urged him on. He scooted up again and pressed the tip of his cock firmly against Akir’s tail base. He lined it up with his tailhole, watching as he guided it into his mate, like Akir had a few times before with Blade.

Blade sucked in a deep breath as he felt his flesh penetrate Akir’s rear. It slipped inside easier than he thought it would and was greeted by warm, soft muscles squeezing around it. Akir gasped and moaned Blade’s name encouragingly. Blade’s cock slid inside Akir deeper, spreading his tight ring of flesh apart as each ridge on the underside of his shaft slipped inside. Blade had never felt anything so warm and soft around his cock before. Akir’s maw had been one thing, but this felt utterly amazing. His sheath firmly pressed against his mate’s entrance, his cock enveloped completely in Akir’s tight passage.

“A- Akir… you feel so… amazing.”

Akir smiled at Blade and wrapped his legs around him. His thighs gripped Blade’s flanks while his forepaws stroked the golden mane along his back. “Your cock feels amazing, too,” he cooed softly into Blade’s ear. That made Blade shudder with delight, especially when Akir squeezed his flesh with his muscles.

Blade was already panting as he hilted Akir. He had no idea how long he would last, and he wanted to last long enough for Akir, but he couldn’t wait to feel that pleasure of taking his mate. He withdrew slowly, gasping and moaning as his ridges tugged against Akir’s walls. He pulled his cock out until only the tip remained, and then he pushed quickly back in. He shuddered and hung his head. Drizzles of his pre escaped his tip and spilled into Akir’s passage, helping to lubricate his penetrating flesh. Blade repeated the motion again and again until he finally had a steady pattern. He humped Akir gently, softly moaning his name while he did.

Blade watched Akir’s reactions intently, wanting to please his mate more than anything. Akir’s eyes were sewn tightly shut while his maw was parted. He panted just like Blade did, and the occasional grunt escaped his lips. Blade’s length slid in and out of his tailhole repeatedly, rubbing and spreading apart his tight walls. Their hips gently patted together while their bodies rocked in unison. Akir held Blade closely, wrapping his limbs around him while eliciting his pleasure.

Akir’s cock twitched and bounced beneath him, catching Blade’s eye. He saw a small pool of pre building on Akir’s scales while string oozed from his tapered tip. Blade had never imagined lusting for a cock before they became mates, but now it was all he could think about. He reached a paw down, leaving the other planted firmly on the bed to keep his balance. He gripped Akir’s length as it pulsed within his grasp and started to stroke him up and down, sliding his soft paw from the tip of his flesh to the thicker base.

“Oh wow… Blade…”

Akir moaned loudly and squirmed beneath Blade as he pleasured him in two places at once. Blade continued to steadily hump Akir while pawing him off. Akir’s muscles quivered around Blade’s length in time with the light throbs of his slick member.

Blade felt Akir’s hard, warm cock, squeezing it in his grasp. His grip slid smoothly up and down, lubricated by pre and natural secretions that made it easier to mate. Feeling Akir’s sensitive organ was exciting to Blade. He thoroughly enjoyed hearing Akir’s encouraging moans as he stroked his mate.

“Nngh… that feels so good…”

Blade couldn’t have asked for a more perfect position to be in with Akir. He loved every second of it, being able to give pleasure while also receiving it. It was the most intimate mating they had done yet. Their bodies pressed together, belly to belly, while Blade humped and stroked Akir. And he loved how he could watch Akir’s expressions churn. His head lightly bobbed back and forth while his body swayed with Blade’s. He would wince and moan and gasp all the while Blade thrust in and out of him.

As Blade mated Akir, his speed started to pick up. He could hardly contain himself as pleasure and lust warmed his loins immensely. Reluctantly, he took his paw away from Akir’s cock, using it for balance as his claws dug into their bed. He drove his hips into his mate’s harder and faster as his instincts fogged his mind.

Having Akir’s walls rubbing against every angle of his sensitive flesh sent the back of Blade’s skull blooming with bliss. It wasn’t long before their hips were meeting with wet smacks. Blade’s pre lubricated his length enough that he could quickly slip in and out of Akir’s warm, clenching passage.

“Oh, Blade… d- don’t stop…”

Blade moaned back at Akir, refusing to ever stop as long as his mate was enjoying this. He could feel Akir’s body reacting each time he hilted him, feeling his muscles twitch inside and out. Akir’s thighs held Blade’s flanks tightly as Blade pushed him into the bed with every thrust. The bed creaked as their bodies moved together in unison, but the annoying squeaking was drowned out by their constant moans and humping.

“Aah!” he moaned. “B- Blade… Yesss…” Blade blushed deeply as he heard Akir’s sultry voice. And then a moment later, Akir’s muscles tightened and flexed around Blade’s cock, clenching him tightly while they pulsated rapidly. Blade didn’t know quite what was going on as Akir writhed around on his back, but then he felt warm, gooey liquid spraying into his belly feathers. Blade looked down as he rolled his hips into Akir’s and saw his cock throbbing and spilling copious ropes of his seed, making a mess on both of their bellies.

Blade’s moans joined Akir’s as he redoubled his efforts, feeling even closer to an orgasm now. He was surprised Akir finished before he did, but that must have meant that he did well! Akir’s body moved with Blade’s, sliding back and forth across the bed as Blade pounded against him. He buried his warm face into Akir’s chest, panting heavily and moaning between gasps until he finally felt it all release.

He elicited a lewd groan as he shoved his length as deep as he could into Akir’s rear. He climaxed, his cock pulsing and throbbing rapidly as his warm seed filled Akir’s passage. He could feel it spilling and oozing around his cock as he held himself deep inside Akir’s rump.

Akir nuzzled Blade lovingly and pressed their foreheads together while moaning to him encouragingly. “That’s it, Blade… Ooh!” Blade could hardly make sense of anything. He lost himself in the blissful pleasure that claimed his body. His muscles froze in place as Akir held him and cooed while rubbing his body. Rope after rope of Blade’s seed ejaculated into Akir’s tight, quivering passage, lasting for what felt like forever to Blade.

As Blade came down from his ecstatic orgasm, his muscles suddenly relaxed and he collapsed on top of Akir, who was more than willing to snuggle Blade against him. He could hear Akir’s chest rumbling with a soft purr.

“Did you enjoy that, cutie?” Akir asked while tenderly stroking Blade’s neck and down his spine.

Blade nodded. He was still panting and recovering from his climax. His cock was buried deep inside Akir as he was pressed into his warmth up to his sheath. Warm, gooey seed oozed around his flesh.

“D- Did you?”

Akir grinned and softly kissed Blade for just a moment, letting their tongues linger after. “I did… You feel amazing,” he answered and squeezed Blade’s twitching flesh with his muscles, drawing a quiet whimper from Blade.

“Is… is that what it feels like to take a female?” Blade asked.

Akir chuckled and hugged Blade closely. “Not quite the same, but it has its similarities.”

“It was amazing,” Blade said breathlessly and rested his head on Akir’s chest. Akir continued to purr as he held Blade against his warm, scaled body while tenderly stroking his feathers. Blade rested his eyes for a moment, drifting away from consciousness until he slipped into a very pleasant dream.

* * *

“So, you told Talia about us?” Akir asked. He looked at Blade curiously as Blade’s eyes wandered across the horizon. Waves of the sea crashed against the cliffside below them, and the spray of the salt water drifted in the wind and lightly showered them in tiny droplets, a fine, cool mist. To their left was the city, across some large dunes and nestled in the sandy hills. To their right was uninhabited coastline stretching as far as the eye could see, curving slightly outward toward the sea.

Blade loved it. He loved the smell of the sea, and he loved the feeling of cool water sprinkling his hot, black and gold feathers. The arid, desert air was very comfortable to him, and he liked how his feathers seemed fluffier after a day in the sun, but this was bliss—especially since he could share it with his mate.

“I did, and she took it rather well,” he replied and smiled at Akir before he nuzzled him. They lay side by side together just at the edge of a cliff overlooking the deep blue sea. Ships crossed the waters: some coming and some going. When they were younger, they often played a game. They each took turns making up a story about where each ship was going and why. Akir was never very good at it, but Blade had a lot of fun making up stories!

Akir curled his tail with Blade’s and wrapped his wing over Blade’s back to pull him close. “I find that rather surprising. She loves you and hates me; I imagine she wouldn’t want me as your mate.”

Blade chuckled and shook his head. “She doesn’t hate you. She just thinks you need some more…”

“Discipline?” he finished. “Yeah, I know. She’s only mentioned that how many times?” He laughed and nuzzled Blade firmly. “It doesn’t matter what she thinks anyway ‘cause you’re mine now!”

Blade wriggled happily and nudged Akir’s snout with his own. He looked into his sapphire eyes, seeing a deep, affectionate gaze in them—they reminded him of the ocean. “I couldn’t have asked for anything more.”

Akir hummed and squeezed Blade with his wing. He doted Blade’s snout with affectionate licks and nuzzles while Blade returned them. He felt so happy being with Akir that his heart wanted to explode. Out of everything he could want in this world, it all seemed so miniscule when he was next to Akir. He thanked all of the gods, real and unreal, for bringing Akir into his life.

Akir was the only person in the world that loved Blade. Talia was the next most important person to him, but he had only known her for about a year. He had known Akir his entire life! He reminisced about that day when Akir had saved him from death. Then his mind wandered to his parents.

He never knew why they abandoned him as a hatchling. Maybe he was better off alone or maybe they had forgotten about him. He had always wanted to believe that they did love him, and maybe that they were searching for him. It made him happy to think about that, to believe that there were at least two others that loved Blade… But he knew that they didn’t and never did. Akir made sure Blade knew that so he’d never get his hopes up.

Blade looked thoughtfully at Akir and held his paw with his own, squeezing it gently. Akir glanced at him, drawn away from the captivating sea.

“Blade?”

Blade sighed. He knew he wasn’t supposed to pester Akir about this, but maybe now that they were mates he’d finally tell him. “What happened to your parents?”

Akir grimaced, making Blade’s stomach turn. Why did he have to ruin a perfect moment with him? “S- Sorry… Forget it,” he said and looked at the ground in front of him.

Akir shook his head. He took in a deep breath and exhaled it. “I think it’s about time you knew… I don’t know why I’ve never been able to talk about it before, but I feel better about it now.” His expression softened as he bared a small smile at Blade. Blade looked at him intently, his curiosity brimming.

Akir began, “I had… known my parents rather well. They had given me every opportunity from when I was hatched to when I left them to show me who they really were.”

“When you left them?”

Akir nodded and gritted his teeth. “About a week before I met you, I ran away from them. It was a dark, rainy night… They were arguing and fighting like they always had while I cowered away in my room, waiting for the figurative storm to pass, but it never did. Instead, it was brought to me—again.” Akir’s eyes swirled with spite as his claws gouged the rocky surface beneath them. Blade squeezed his paw comfortingly, but Akir didn’t seem fazed.

“Apparently I had eaten too much food that night, so they beat me. It was a regular occurrence ever since I hatched, and I was used to it. It was never enough to kill me, but it hurt… a lot… I—” Akir choked up and turned his head away. Blade immediately nuzzled and comforted Akir with a soft warble.

“Th- Thanks, Blade… I limped away that night into the pouring rain. I remembered the pain I felt… I always remembered. I didn’t make it very far, and I ended up climbing into a crate of rice sacks to rest for the night. As long as I was away from them, I didn’t care where I slept. I curled up there, exhausted beyond belief, and when I woke up, I was rocking uneasily. There was a lid over the crate, and I was too weak to open it. For nearly a week, I stayed in that rocking crate. It never stopped rocking. I vomited even after I had nothing left to puke up.” Akir’s muzzle contorted into a grimace.

“But… it wasn’t the most miserable I had been. I realized not too long after that I was on a ship in the middle of the sea. I could smell the salt in the ocean breeze, and I heard the crewmen shouting things that I didn’t really understand, but it all made sense. It filled me with relief.” Akir sniffled and nuzzled Blade firmly.

“So you weren’t born here? You’re from across the sea?”

He nodded. “I don’t remember much of what it was like, but everything was green and luscious compared to here.” Then he smiled and continued his story, “I realized that I would never have to go back home again. I realized that I was… free… that I was away from my parents. It was, sadly, the happiest day of my life. I was starving, disoriented, and sick, but I had never felt better.”

“After the ship had docked, they unloaded my crate and shipped it to a merchant. That merchant was really surprised to find a dying dragonet in their rice box!” He spared a chuckle and continued, “And he was the kindest person I had met up to that point. He fed me for a few days until I was feeling better. I left him, too, not giving him much of a chance to even learn my name.”

A warm smile crossed his lips as he looked at Blade with large, adoring eyes. “And that night I was given the chance to return the same kindness given to me. Although, my dragonet has stayed with me for far longer than a few days!”

Blade grinned toothily and firmly gripped Akir’s paw. “And I won’t ever leave you.” After listening to Akir’s past, Blade felt terribly sorry for his mate. He also had an entire new outlook and understanding about Akir’s life. He had never liked authority, and Blade could see clearly why that was. His parents had left him scarred both physically and mentally, Blade realized.

There were a few scars along Akir’s back where his scales were missing and some around his shoulders. They were thin and pink, exposing his flesh beneath that natural armor. They weren’t all that noticeable either. When Blade had asked before where they had come from, Akir just shrugged and said fighting.

Blade cuddled comfortingly with Akir, softly nuzzling and licking him. “I’m sorry you had to go through that… I wish things could have been different for you,” he said.

Akir shook his head. “I don’t, and I’m glad everything happened the way it had.”

Blade stared at Akir with a look of shock. “W- Why? That sounds terrible...”

Akir laughed brightly. “Because I wouldn’t have ever met you, Blade.” Akir’s beautiful, blue spheres swirled as they met Blade’s wide, golden eyes. “I’m glad those things happened to give me the opportunity to be with you. I’d suffer through all of that again and more if it meant that I could stay with you. Thankfully, I don’t have to!”

Blade wanted to scream his joy. He had never felt so many joyful emotions coursing through him before. Tears wetted his eyes as he tried to blink them away. His heart thudded deeply inside his chest and his body could hardly sit still. Their twined tails swayed back and forth as Blade moved them unintentionally. He mouthed at words but couldn’t seem to find any. So, Akir leaned forward and pressed their lips together.

Blade gasped softly and spread his maw open as Akir’s tongue pushed inside. Their maws locked while their tongues grappled and their saliva mixed. Blade closed his eyes and delved deeply into the kiss. They kissed passionately, sharing their love intimately.

As they kissed, Akir slowly started to roll Blade onto his back and shift over him. Blade’s paws latched onto Akir’s shoulders as he joined him belly to belly. Blue scales met gold feathers as Akir asserted himself on top of Blade. Blade’s hind legs held Akir between his thighs as their hips pressed together and their tails coiled.

A heated blush warmed Blade’s cheeks as he felt Akir’s nethers touching his own. He couldn’t hold back the soft moans that escaped his lips as they kissed. Akir held the back of Blade’s head while Blade held his neck, stroking up and down it.

His arousal set in quickly, and he could tell Akir’s was too. They were both panting and breathing heavily while they kissed. Both of them moaned their lusts as paws caressed and touched intimately. Akir suckled on Blade’s tongue before he finally drew away. Blade opened his eyes and saw Akir’s devious smirk.

And it wasn’t long before they were mating out in the open. Blade hadn’t felt completely comfortable about it at first, but the pleasurable sensations and lusts urged him otherwise. Akir took him right there and then, making Blade moan and cry out his pleasure. Blade held Akir closely while their bodies rocked back and forth right on the edge of the cliff. Blade lay back, taking each and every one of Akir’s thrusts while their bodies mingled together passionately. To feel Akir’s cock inside him sent Blade over the edge with bliss.

The release was fantastic, driving Blade mad with intense pleasure. Akir claimed him once again, spilling his warm seed deep inside Blade’s rump. Blade loved every second of it, and it wasn’t long before they both exhausted themselves and ended up cuddling in the afterglow, the sight of the ocean forgotten as their attention focused solely on each other.

* * *

Blade woke up the next morning to find Akir missing from their bed. He blinked and sighed as he buried his head into the sheets. He hated mornings, and he hated waking up. Grogginess wore him down, making him want to shut his eyes and find sleep again, but he forced himself to climb out of bed. His paws hit the ground just as he heard a familiar voice that wasn’t Akir’s.

“Okay, just think about it! I think it would be fun, the three of us together! We could make it an all-night thing, too!”

He heard Akir chuckle. “I’ll let you know, Ves. I still need to talk to him about it. You know how Blade is.”

Blade grumbled and leaned against a wall. There was no way he was going out there while Vespera was around. Why was she here, anyway? He thought Akir had broken off with her. He felt a slight jealous tinge, but that was easy to shy away. He trusted Akir more than anyone else in the world.

He then heard their door open and shut and sighed with relief. He slid through the drape and found Akir walking back to him.

“Oh, you’re awake! Did she wake you?”

Blade shook his head. “No… Why was she here?”

Akir smiled and motioned for Blade to come lie with him on their furs, so he happily padded on over. They lay down together side by side with Akir’s wing draped over Blade’s back. “I’ve been thinking a lot lately, Blade… about… about a hatchling.” There was some excitement in Akir’s voice, a rare thing for Blade to hear.

Blade peered at him. “A hatchling? Like us having a hatchling?” He never thought about it until now, but he realized that he and Akir couldn’t produce and offspring… They couldn’t make eggs together, so they would never have a hatchling of their own. Blade felt sad about that, but it was worth it if he could be with Akir.

Akir scratched the back of his head and nodded. “W- Would you like to have one? An egg?”

Blade’s brows furrowed. “That’s not possible…”

“Not for us both of course but… Vespera and I were talking about having her be the mother. It’s almost mating season and I—well—I want us to have a hatchling together. She agreed to bear our egg under one condition…”

Blade’s eyes lit up with the possibilities of having their own hatchling to raise… a hatchling to be fathers to. Warmth filled his chest as he thought about it. “W- What’s the condition?”

Akir chuckled and nudged Blade’s snout. “That we both mate with her at the same time.”

Blade blushed deeply. He hadn’t thought about that. One of them would have to mate with her so she could bear an egg. He didn’t like that idea at all! It felt like they would be breaking a vow or something, and Blade was very fond of keeping Akir to himself.

“I know what you’re thinking, but it’s a one-time thing, Blade. Don’t you want a hatchling?” Again, Blade could hear the excitement brimming in Akir’s voice. He couldn’t say no to that.

Blade nodded and exposed a small grin to Akir. “With you, more than anything… But I wish we didn’t have to bring her into it.”

Akir nuzzled Blade comfortingly. “I understand, Blade, but this is our only real chance right now. We could try to find another female, but I trust Vespera.”

Blade sighed and looked into Akir’s eyes. He saw a whole lot of hope and pleading in them. He grinned toothily and dipped his head. “Okay, fine.”

Akir licked Blade’s nose affectionately and hugged him tightly with his wing. “This means a lot to me. Thank you!”

Blade giggled and scrunched his face as Akir’s slimy tongue tickled him. It made Blade nervous to think about being a father, but it also made him super excited. It was going to be a big step for them as mates, and he was more than happy to take it. He just had to disregard the fact that they would be mating with Vespera!

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64Dragonheart64 wrote:Although i liked the previous one more than this one, this chapter doesn't lack quality, and you always seem to end them in nice cliffhangers. How many chapters do you have planned, by the way?

I like my cliffhangers~

And I have eight planned! Seven are already written, and I am working on the eighth now, so I should be done before too long. ^-^ If you're interested in reading ahead, I do have the other chapters posted on my Sofurry account: https://raevocrei.sofurry.com/

Rising into the sky was a dark, black cloud of smoke that unfurled in the wind. Blade could see it from their house. The cloud was twisting and turning over the eastern side of the city. He watched it curiously and sniffed the air. He couldn’t smell anything from here, but he swore he could faintly smell the smoke in the breeze.

Akir opened the door and came out, wondering what Blade was doing. He sidled along beside him and looked where Blade was looking. They weren’t the only two looking over in that direction. There were many ferals stopped in their tracks, peering over the houses and buildings. Despite the desert being hotter than any place in the world, fires were extremely rare.

“Oh wow,” Akir said. “What do you think caught fire?”

Blade shrugged his feathered wings. “I don’t know. It doesn’t seem all that big though. Might just be a cart or two. Want to go look?” Akir nodded, so they leapt into the skies and flew to the east.

As they climbed higher into the sky, Blade could make out that the smoke was coming from the housing districts, and it looked like it was on the edge of the eastern-most part of the districts. A sinking feeling gripped his stomach the closer they got.

“A- Akir? That… that isn’t…”

Akir looked very concerned too. They couldn’t see much of anything beneath the malevolent black smoke as they flew over it, but they recognized the surrounding area all too well. They had found themselves living in this area for some time up until just a month or so ago. And Blade knew of only one wooden building around: Talia’s house.

Blade’s heart pounded anxiously in his chest as he dropped down and landed heavily. There was a crowd of two-legs around that peered at him uneasily, but Talia wasn’t in sight. Akir landed shortly after, but Blade didn’t want to wait around.

“Blade!” Akir shouted as Blade tore off toward the fire. Blade ignored him and slipped into the obscuring smog. He had to find Talia. He had to make sure she was alright.

He coughed and felt his eyes stinging as he got closer. The smoldering, burning smell was too pungent for his nostrils, making them burn. Flames flickered within the blackness that surrounded him. They flashed and caught his eye, sending a deep-rooted fear blazing in his mind. He trembled as the heat caressed his feathers threateningly.

Something snapped inside him, as if the fire brought a familiar sense of fear into his fleeting heart. He couldn’t understand it, but he felt like he had seen a fire like this before. It was as if there were memories playing through his mind all over again, flickering through his vision just like the flame itself.

He stood outside the burning remains of Talia’s home, hypnotized with terror. Thoughts passed his mind in the blink of an eye until he finally snapped back to reality. What could have caused this?

He winced as he listened to the roaring of the fire. Wood snapped and collapsed while the flames ate the house alive. He hoped and hoped that Talia wasn’t in there. If she was, he knew she wouldn’t survive.

Blade had no idea where the sudden courage came from, but he surged forward. He couldn’t lose Talia; he couldn’t lose the only other person in the world that truly cared for him aside from Akir. If she was in there, he would save her.

But just before he could get close enough to the burning building, Akir tackled him and pinned him down. “Blade! What the hell are you thinking!?”

Blade growled and tried to push Akir off. The heat was intense, and he could almost feel it scalding his feathers.

“I have to save her!”

Akir growled and firmly shoved Blade down as a loud crack sounded behind them and hunched over him. Blade watched in horror as the force of whatever collapsed sent flames billowing out from the solid doorframe several feet away. Akir fanned out his wings to protect Blade. Blade suddenly felt the heat of the fire leave his face as he watched Akir wince with pain and yelp.

Fear gripped Blade. He froze, his golden eyes lit with the dancing flames behind Akir. He could see them threateningly growing closer. Akir growled and dragged Blade away until they were on the other side of the street. He collapsed beside him, seeming to be trying to catch his breath, but there was too much smoke filling both of their lungs.

Blade still couldn’t move. He coughed and wheezed, feeling sick to his stomach. His lungs and throat hurt, a stinging pain filled his head.

“You stupid idiots!” A familiar voice growled beside him. Blade broke free from his stupor and watched as Talia grabbed Akir’s purple wings and tugged on them as she dragged him away. Blade meeped weakly and crawled after them, but it wasn’t long before Talia came back and dragged him away too.

She took them out of the smoke in front of the growing crowd. Blade could almost feel their gazes focused on the two ferals and the two-leg helping them.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid,” Talia grumbled under her breath. Blade coughed some more while his head started to clear. His heart fluttered inside his chest rapidly, unable to stop as adrenaline coursed through him. Had he almost died?

He looked at Akir and horror gripped him. Akir’s scales along his back were black. What were once deep-blue scales with a mixture of dappled purple blotches were now scorched badly. Blade whimpered and crawled over to him. Akir hissed and growled through clenched teeth.

“What were you two thinking?” Talia growled. “You almost got yourselves killed for no reason!”

“I… I was going to s- save you…” Blade said. He was too focused on Akir to see Talia’s furious glare. He wanted to hold Akir tight and never let go, but after just a brief touch Akir hissed and growled with pain.

But he could hear her sigh. “Where do you two live? We need to get him out of here and treat his burns.”

Blade stared at Akir with worry. He’d never seen Akir hurt so badly… Akir never got hurt. It was always Blade who got himself into trouble, but this time Blade got Akir into trouble. He felt terrible. His stomach flipped around inside him and twisted itself into a knot as he trembled. Now he knew how Akir had felt, but he felt worse than that. This was his fault.

Blade and Talia helped Akir to his paws, almost carrying his heavy weight until they found a cart. Two-legs stared at them from all around without giving much of a thought to help. Without hesitating, Talia dumped the cart’s contents and Blade helped her lift Akir into it. They wheeled it away after hearing a disgruntled wolf growling insults—the owner of that cart. Blade turned and growled back at him with his fangs bared. Intimidation wasn’t Blade’s forte, but he would do anything for Akir. Nevertheless, the wolf backed off.

It was the longest walk of Blade’s life. They took Akir all the way back to their home in the feral district. He had passed out on the way, so they lifted him out and half-dragged him inside. Blade arranged their bedding in the main living area, and with Talia’s help they laid him on his belly.

“W- What are we going to do?” Blade asked anxiously, staring at the burns along Akir’s back. A sick, twisting feeling gripped his stomach. Akir was in pain.

“I don’t know. I need to make a salve to help his scales heal. He’s fine for now, and he’s at no risk of dying,” she assured Blade.

Blade nodded, feeling slightly relieved. “What do you need?”

Talia sighed. “This would be much easier had my house not burned down… I’ll need lavender in whatever form you can get it, preferably oil. That’s the priority, but I’ll also need honey, coconut oil, and the sap of a Godswood tree. You can find all of these at an herb shop in the market district. It’s a small building next to a jewelry and linen stall.”

Blade nodded again and grabbed his satchel with some money. He had Talia repeat the list back to him before he quickly left and took to the skies.

When he returned, Talia had placed wet rags along Akir’s back. He gave her everything she needed, including a mortar and pestle he had also bought. He was proud of himself for thinking ahead on that, as he knew they didn’t have anything like that in their home. She regarded him thoughtfully and started mixing the herbs together.

“How did this happen?” she asked as she stirred.

Blade sat down on his haunches. “He protected me from a sudden burst of flames… I… I was being stupid.” He gritted his teeth, remembering that this was entirely his fault. He wanted to go save someone who didn’t need rescuing. He let his emotions get the better of him again, and Akir got hurt because of it.

“I must have been turned around when you two ran into the smoke. I heard gasps and shouts as two feral dragons ran toward the fire. As soon as I could I ran after you two, but I guess I was too late.”

Blade gulped and nodded. “I thought you were still in there…”

She shook her head. “No, I was out shopping when it happened. It was quite the surprise,” she hissed.

“How did it happen?”

Talia tensed. “I don’t know… I didn’t have anything that could cause a fire. I expected that house to collapse on its own before it burned down.”

“So it just caught fire?” Blade asked disbelievingly.

Talia pondered for a moment as if questioning herself whether or not to tell Blade something. “I think it was deliberate.”

Blade’s ears flicked nervously. “Who would do that!?”

She shrugged as if someone burning her home down didn’t even matter. “I don’t know. It’s just a hunch.”

“You think someone burned your house down because they wanted to?” Blade couldn’t imagine anyone wanting to burn her house down. Talia was very nice… once you got to know her, but she was also a healer. Blade wasn’t the only one she had fixed up in the last year: there were plenty of others, mostly two-legs.

“Like I said, it’s just a hu—” Akir groaned and wheezed as he woke up. “Hey, hey! Don’t move!” She held Akir’s neck down, making him wince and growl.

Blade immediately went to see Akir’s face, sitting down in front of him as his torso leaned down. He nuzzled Akir’s snout lovingly to comfort him, looking into his eyes with concern etched into his face. Akir smiled weakly back and licked Blade’s nose.

“How long was I out?” Akir asked. He lay still, deciding that it was his best interest to stay put for now.

“About an hour or so,” Talia answered and returned to stirring her remedy together.

“Are you feeling okay?” Blade asked worriedly.

Akir nodded and sighed. “It could be worse.”

“I’m… I’m sorry, Akir…” Blade started to tear up again, thinking about the pain Akir was in because of him.

Akir scowled at Blade and elicited a terse growl. “Don’t be, Blade.”

“B- But you’re hurt because of me!” he sobbed and sniffled, wiping his tears. “It’s my fault that you were burned…” Akir growled and hissed as he struggled to stand.

“I said NOT to move!” Talia scolded. But Akir didn’t listen to her. He winced and grimaced through the pain, stepping forward until he wrapped his torso and wings around Blade. His breath was quick and Blade could feel how hot his scales were against his feathers.

“Akir…” Blade nestled into his embrace as Akir pulled him close. He licked Blade’s neck affectionately and purred despite the pain wracking his body.

“It’s my job to protect you, Blade. I will gladly put myself in harm’s way if it means you will be safe.” He squeezed Blade tight and finished, “I am your mate.”

Blade whimpered and buried his snout into his blue scales. “I- I don’t want you to get hurt because of me!”

“I’m…” Akir breathed heavily with pained hisses. “I’m fine, Blade…” Then his weight suddenly dropped on Blade. Blade meeped and held Akir up as he gently laid him back down. He looked anxiously at Talia who rushed over with a wet rag and placed it on Akir’s forehead.

Blade watched uneasily. He fidgeted around and clawed at the ground while quiet whimpers escaped his lips. “Is he going to be alright?”

Talia nodded and started applying the concoction along Akir’s back. It looked gooey and sticky, clinging to his scales. “He just needs to rest right now and not move.”

Blade lay down in front of Akir, keeping a close eye on him. Despite Talia’s constant reassurance, he felt the opposite. He wanted to hug and squeeze the pain right out of his mate, but he knew that would just make his condition a lot worse!

So, he restlessly watched Akir, even after Talia had retired for the night. She had nowhere else to go, so she would stay with them until she found a new home. It was the least they could do!

* * *

When Akir woke again, Blade and Talia helped him to the bed. He thanked them and fell fast asleep again as he sprawled out on his side. The salve seemed to be helping, though it did smell rather potent.

“When do you think he’ll be healed?” Blade asked as he and Talia returned to their living area.

“It should take about a week or two for the pain to subside. He’ll be able to walk around more in a couple of days, though it’ll be uncomfortable.”

Blade nodded, already deciding that he’d be spending every moment with Akir. He lay down on the furs as Talia found a comfortable spot against the wall to rest her back on. Blade offered that she could lie next to him, but she found it more comfortable to sit up against something.

“So… Why do you think someone purposefully burned your house down?”

Talia sighed heavily and closed her eyes. “You know how I’ve said bad people do bad things for no good reason?” Blade nodded. “Well, there is a group of those bad people that really hate your kind… ferals.”

She shook her head. “No, I mean really hate you. They think you’re just the scum of the Earth with no right to live. The fact that your kind lives in this city just means they want to get rid of you so you don’t taint the rest of us.”

Blade’s eyes widened. “Oh… well then. But why would they target you? You’re a dragonkin.”

“Because I don’t discriminate. They must have noticed you two living in my house. Whether or not they knew you moved homes, I don’t know, but they probably wanted to stop my business anyway.” She sighed again. “I lost so many supplies…”

“We’ll help you get them back,” Blade offered kindly. “And you can live here as long as you want! We won’t mind the company.”

Talia’s expression softened as she smiled at him. “Thank you, Blade. But I’ll try to get out of here as soon as I can. I don’t want to intrude any longer than I have to.”

“You’re not intruding.” Blade was more than happy to have Talia’s company. Maybe Akir wouldn’t be, but having her around made Blade happy, so he didn’t think Akir would complain… much.

Talia chuckled and shook her head. “Perhaps not now, but I’m sure you two will want some privacy every now and again.”

Talia laughed and then yawned, stretching her arms out wide. Blade smiled and stood up, thinking it was about time he joined Akir for the night.

“I’m sorry that we don’t have another bed… We’ll have to get one for you!”

“That’s not necessary, Blade. These furs will be fine,” she said and crawled over to where Blade had been lounging.

“Sleep well, Talia,” he said and slipped into his and Akir’s bedroom. He stepped up carefully onto the bed and curled up with Akir. He was still fast asleep with a peaceful look on his face. That made Blade smile. Blade slowly drifted away, letting the worries of the day fall off of his shoulders.

* * *

Akir was bedridden for the rest of the next day. He wasn’t allowed to move—Talia’s very specific instructions—so Blade stayed with him for most of the time when he was awake. He had never seen Akir sleep so much before, but he needed it! And he was very happy to help out by giving Akir food and water throughout the day.

Even though he was being pampered, Akir still wanted to complain. “Ugh… I don’t want to just lie here all day!” he grumbled. “I need to do something. I’m feeling restless.”

Blade chuckled as he lay down with Akir. He scooted up close and carefully embraced him, his paws at his blue-scaled flanks. “You heard Talia!”

He sighed and rolled his eyes. “I know… And it hurts to move… but it’s so boring!”

Blade giggled and nuzzled Akir lovingly. “How do you think I felt when my limbs were broken?” he teased. But then he felt terrible for bringing that up. Akir grimaced and shut up immediately, making Blade’s guts turn.

“S- Sorry…”

“No, it’s fine, Blade,” Akir said and smiled kindly. “I shouldn’t be complaining… You had it much worse than I do.”

Blade shook his head and firmly buried his snout into Akir’s neck. “I didn’t mean to make it sound like that…”

Akir snuggled with Blade for a moment while he they both purred contentedly. Blade loved being close with his mate. It made him feel relaxed and happy.

“You know, Blade… Talia’s not here right now,” he cooed with a hint of lust in his voice.

“B- But you’re not feeling well enough for us to…”

Akir sighed and nodded. “But I’d still like to do a little something…”

Blade wanted to object and say, “No, you need your rest!” But a thought popped into his head. He smirked at Akir and started to sensually lick his neck.

“I wouldn’t mind giving you a little something,” Blade said softly as a blush warmed his cheeks. He wasn’t used to being the one to initiate sex, and just thinking about it made his feathers feel all warm and tingly.

Akir cooed delightedly to Blade and exposed his neck to his affections. “Oh, Blade… Please do…” Akir huffed and closed his eyes. Blade smiled and traced his tongue down Akir’s scales, flicking it across all the sensitive places he could find. He stopped at his chest and then slinked down toward the end of the bed. Akir scooted up and winced as he turned slightly onto his back, resting most of his weight on his side. He lifted his rear leg and spread his hind legs apart.

Blade couldn’t help but to stare at Akir’s crotch. His eyes were glued to his drooping, dark-blue nethers. Akir’s balls sagged below his sheath, and at the tip of his sheath Blade could see his red flesh peeking out, glistening with pre.

“Go on, Blade,” Akir cooed and flexed the toes on his hind paws. Blade gulped and felt his heart racing in his chest. He lowered his head and flared his nostrils, taking in Akir’s scent. He buried his snout into his mate’s nethers, rubbing it along his sheath and package as he sniffed and breathed in heavily through his mouth and nose. He whined and shuddered as his lust bloomed inside his head. He could hardly get enough of Akir’s strong, musky odor as he nosed firmly around his thick, swelling sheath.

A hot blush warmed Blade’s cheeks as his head was buried between Akir’s thighs. He gasped softly and started lapping at Akir’s sheath, receiving numerous moans of approval. Blade drew his tongue from the base of Akir’s sheath and wrapped his tongue over it a he licked up to the tip, briefly tasting Akir’s tangy flesh before continuing to dote his sheath.

“Ooh, Blade…” Blade could feel Akir’s length growing and hardening as he watched more of it spill out. He cooed encouragingly to Akir and started to lick and curl his tongue around his balls. He lifted each orb with his tongue, playing with them before he lapped and suckled on Akir’s stones. He watched his cock grow until it twitched and spilled drizzles of his pre from its tip, his entirety in Blade’s view.

“You’re good at that,” Akir said softly, smiling down at his mate. Blade smiled back, still blushing heatedly as he started to nose at Akir’s twitching flesh. His nostrils flared as he breathed in even more of Akir’s scent and rubbed his nose all over it. His aroma was stronger and more intoxicating, sending Blade into a lustful fit as he nuzzled Akir’s length up and down.

Akir groaned quietly as Blade’s tongue flicked out and tasted his salty flavor that made his tongue tingle. Blade slathered his wet, slimy tongue all over Akir’s slick length, coiling and uncoiling it around his shaft. He looked up into Akir’s sapphire eyes as seductively as he could while lapping at his cock.

Blade blushed and licked up some accumulated pre from Akir’s tip, shuddering as his virile flavor clung to his tongue. “I’ve b- been wanting do this for a while now,” Blade admitted and huffed as he licked Akir’s tip.

Blade returned his attention to Akir’s flesh, staring at it with lust as he started to lick and lap at it again. He started to gently massage and caress Akir’s soft orbs with a paw, squeezing them to draw more pleasured moans from his mate.

Then Blade parted his maw and carefully went down on Akir’s cock. He was afraid that he’d accidentally jab him with one of his teeth, so he took it slow. He shuddered and moaned along with Akir, watching his reactions as his flesh filled his mouth. Akir shut his eyes tight and lay back, his chest rising and falling with his heavy breaths.

“Oh Blade…”

Blade took what he could of Akir’s cock, feeling it almost pushing into his throat. His tongue wrapped around it snugly, pulling it into his maw as he started to suckle on it. He could feel it twitching and pulsing as more of Akir’s pre drizzled onto the back his tongue. Blade eagerly lapped it up while panting over Akir’s flesh.

Blade closed his eyes and relaxed, letting his maw loosen so he could take even more of Akir’s thick cock. He was surprised when his nose bumped into his crotch, realizing that he fit his mate’s entirety in his mouth. The tip of it pushed past his gag reflex, and that made his mouth convulse and swallow unintentionally which made Akir gasp and moan loudly.

“Gods, Blade…. This feels amazing…”

Feeling encouraged, Blade swallowed some more around Akir’s cock, letting his muscles do the work of pleasuring his tip while his tongue swirled around the base of his member. He suckled and slurped on it, tasting the pre that oozed out. Akir moaned constantly, basking in the pleasure Blade was giving him. Blade loved every moment of it, too. He loved Akir’s cock and he loved pleasing his mate!

Just knowing that he was giving Akir pleasure was enough to make Blade feel elated. He could almost imagine the bliss his mate was feeling with every stroke of his tongue, every suckle between his lips, and the all of the warmth that Akir’s cock was buried in.

Blade started to bob his head slowly, letting Akir’s flesh slip out of his mouth before it pushed back into his pursed lips. He tilted his head and repeated the motion, and he heard another moan from Akir. Blade looked up at him, seeing his head laid back and his eyes closed. His lips were moving as he murmured softly and elicited his pleasure. Blade moaned too, vibrating his mouth while he went down on his mate. Blade sucked and slurped, making all sorts of lewd sounds with his mouth around Akir’s cock.

Akir slightly squirmed around and worried Blade. Akir wasn’t supposed to be moving, but he didn’t seem to mind the pain. He was probably feeling too much pleasure to even notice! Blade cast his worries aside and focused on pleasing his mate. He repeatedly bobbed his head in a steady rhythm, taking as much of Akir’s cock as he could. Rich, succulent flavor filled Blade’s maw. He enjoyed Akir’s delicious taste, unable to escape it as his meaty cock filled his mouth.

“Aaah! B- Blade!” Akir’s forepaw suddenly gripped the back of Blade’s head between his horns and pushed down. Blade took Akir’s entirety again, wincing as it pushed into his throat. Then his eyes bulged as he felt that thick shaft thicken and pulse, spewing the first steamy rope of Akir’s seed. Blade swallowed hard and gagged as an unrelenting torrent of Akir’s thick, virile essence filled his maw and throat, some of it oozing down to his gullet. The fresh flavor was so much stronger, and Blade loved every bit of it.

Blade didn’t resist being forced to choke on Akir’s cock. He closed his eyes tight and listened to Akir’s husky moans. He eagerly drank his mate’s seed, letting it fill his maw and throat. Some of it oozed from his lips and soiled Akir’s scales around his crotch. Blade could feel every throb of his mate’s cock in his mouth until it finally stopped. He suckled on Akir’s flesh until Akir finally released him. Akir’s length slowly slipped from Blade’s maw as he dragged his tongue up the base of his shaft.

Akir shuddered and panted heavily, his head lolled to the side while his tongue stuck out. “Oh, Blade… That felt so good. Thank you…” Blade cooed happily and lapped at Akir’s twitching flesh, cleaning his seed from it. Akir shuddered and groaned.

Blade licked his lips clean and nodded. He took one last, long gander at Akir’s flesh before scooting up and flopping down beside him. Akir smirked and pressed his lips to Blade’s. Blade blushed as they kissed, knowing that Akir would be able to taste himself after Blade’s maw had been drenched with his seed. Akir moaned and mingled their tongues together while they exchanged saliva for a brief moment. Then he pulled away and looked into Blade’s eyes.

Blade smiled softly at Akir and stroked his flank tenderly. Akir’s gaze traced Blade’s body down until it stopped at his hard, twitching cock. Blade blushed profusely, having not even realized how aroused he was. His flesh was dripping with pre and twitching needily.

“I wish I could help with that,” Akir said, his voice filled with lust.

Blade nuzzled him, bringing Akir’s eyes back up to his. “I had my fun!” he said happily, trying to deter Akir from doing anything he shouldn’t.

Blade blushed deeply and shook his head. Just the thought of Akir pleasuring him… He shuddered, but Akir was already moving. “N- No! You’re going to hurt yourself!”

“Then you better stand over me,” Akir retorted.

Blade gasped as a hind paw suddenly rubbed his cock. Akir’s toes curled around his flesh and stroked it up and down the shaft. He pulled away and looked at Akir hopelessly. “Talia is going to kill me,” he grumbled as he stood up on all fours.

“She doesn’t have to know!” Akir grinned and guided Blade’s hips over his head. Akir rested the back of his head against the wall, his horns scraping against the stone, while Blade hovered over him. Blade’s forepaws rested against the cool stone as he half-stood and leaned against the wall, his groin in Akir’s face. He immediately felt Akir’s warm tongue around his cock and moaned loudly. He shuddered and pressed his forehead to the wall, resting it there as Akir worked his flesh up and down.

“Th- That feels good, Akir.”

It wasn’t long before Akir’s maw enclosed around Blade’s member. He had Blade lightly hump his mouth, and Blade only agreed because it would be easier on him. Blade lost himself in the pleasure, immensely enjoying having Akir’s mouth around his cock. He intently watched himself work his length into Akir’s maw while listening to the lewd slurping sounds his mate was making.

“I picked up some heavy bandages to wrap around… his… b- back…” Talia said as she walked into their room, lifting the drape aside. She immediately saw Blade who turned and meeped loudly at seeing her. He tried to pull away, but Akir growled and grabbed his rear end, holding him there. Blade yelped and tried to stop, but Akir didn’t want to. He bobbed his head gently while Blade looked at Talia with horror. He wasn’t sure what all she could see, but hearing it was enough!

“A- Ak- Akir!” Blade stammered, his face flushing with embarrassment. Nothing seemed to faze Akir, and he kept going, determined to get Blade off. Blade stifled his moans and clenched his teeth.

“I told you not to let him move!” she scolded and glanced at the two of them before rolling her eyes and huffing as she stepped out.

Blade gasped and elicited quiet moans as Akir continued to pleasure him, unrelenting. His nervousness tried to hold him back, but he couldn’t help but feel his arousal rising rapidly. Having Talia right outside their room, most likely hearing every slurp, moan, and breath they made, was embarrassing to say the least! But he quickly lost focus from his worries as Akir brought him to an orgasm.

Blade’s legs trembled, and he nearly lost his balance. Pleasure burst through him like fire, warming his shaking body as his cock throbbed and spilled ropes of his seed into Akir’s eagerly awaiting maw.

“A- Akir…” Blade sucked in a breath, trying not to cry out his bliss as Akir sucked him off through his orgasm. As his pleasure died down, he finally was able to catch his breath, but Akir still wouldn’t release his cock. A tongue kept his sensitive cock twitching and jumping until Blade finally pulled out himself. He panted and glared at Akir.

“Why didn’t you stop?” he hissed softly, not pleased that Talia had caught them during an intimate moment. He kept his voice down, hoping Talia couldn’t hear them, if she was still in their house.

Akir smirked and groaned as he rolled onto his side. The ointment on his back looked like it had smeared on the bed, its gross smell now tainting the furred sheets. He looked rather pleased with himself as he licked his lips clean.

Blade sighed. His cheeks were still flushed with warmth, and he couldn’t tell if it was from the pleasure or from the embarrassment. If he had to look Talia in the eyes again, he wasn’t sure if he could do it.

“Y- You should have stopped… Now she’s going to be angry that you didn’t listen to her.”

Akir shrugged and buried his snout into the bed, resting his head. “Not my problem,” he teased. “Besides, she’s living in our house now. We get to make the rules!”

Blade shook his head. “She lost her house, Akir… She doesn’t have much choice right now.”

“Neither did we.”

“You’re missing the point!” Blade huffed. He lay down on his belly and sighed.

Akir cooed reassuringly to him. “I’m sorry I upset you, Blade… I just wanted to return what you gave me.”

Blade nodded and nuzzled Akir affectionately. “I know… I really enjoyed it,” Blade admitted with a toothy smile. “But you should rest now. We can get those bandages on later.”

Akir dipped his head and rolled onto his side with his arms stretched open. “Lie with me, Blade.”

Blade didn’t quite feel like napping; he wanted to go talk to Talia and reassure her that they didn’t do anything strenuous for Akir. But he lay with his mate anyway, letting his body curl around him as his back was pressed to Akir’s warm belly. He’d rather be comfortable with Akir than extremely uncomfortable with Talia while he tried to explain what they were doing!

Blade tucked his wings closely to his body and purred as Akir affectionately cuddled with him, wrapping an arm around Blade’s stomach while the other scratched and stroked the feathers along his head. He pulled Blade close and nuzzled his neck lovingly.

Blade melted with bliss, purring as his mate gently caressed him. It was a pleasure he had never felt before, and it was all his for the taking. He enjoyed every heavenly second while Akir lovingly petted him until his strokes became slower as Akir drifted into slumber.

Soft snores rumbled in Akir’s throat as he fell asleep. Blade took a deep, steady breath and felt himself starting to slip into slumber too. To his surprise, he instantly felt exhausted. He let his mind wander to warm thoughts of Akir until he was dreaming.

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Thankfully, when Blade woke up again and saw Talia, she didn’t even mention what she had walked in on yesterday. She acted like nothing had happened and dismissed it. But she did stress ‘do not move’ to Akir even more and told Blade to make sure he did.

After the first two days of Akir’s recovery had passed, Akir was allowed to move around, and he didn’t feel much pain when he did. The salve numbed his back, giving it a dull, vibrating feeling that persisted even after he bathed. For the rest of the week, Akir only complained about that dull aching, but that was all he had to complain about.

Akir’s recovery was much quicker than Blade’s had been. Thanks to Talia’s care, he was feeling better in a week’s time! Even if he did move around when he wasn’t supposed to, it didn’t seem to stall his healing any. Blade felt a lot better too, especially when he saw Akir’s genuinely happy smile. There was no longer pain etched into the blue, pebbly scales of his face.

“Let’s take this off and see how it feels,” Talia said as she carefully began to unravel Akir’s bandages from around his back. Blade watched with anticipation. The three of them were gathered in their lounging area, having just finished their breakfast of fish. After a week of resting and healing, Blade hoped that Akir was healed.

As the bandages came undone, Blade saw that Akir’s burned scales healed rather well. Akir unfurled his purple wings, letting them extend outward while he twisted his neck around to peek at the damage. The blue hues and purple specks were duller than what they had been, but they weren’t black anymore. There was still a darker pigment in some of them, and even some missing scales that had fallen off, but Blade thought he was still very handsome!

“I look terrible…” Akir mumbled, his head craned around to look at himself.

“You never stopped,” Talia teased. Akir glared at her, but he couldn’t help but to chuckle.

“I think it makes you look fearsome! Like you’ve been in a big fight or something,” Blade tried to compliment.

Akir giggled at him and flexed the muscles around his back. “Maybe, but I definitely could look better.”

“How does it feel?” Blade asked him with hope mixed in his worried voice.

“It feels fine,” Akir said. He wiggled his hips and tested out his back by twisting it around. Then he flapped his wings gently, careful not to hit anyone or anything. He grinned at Blade then at Talia with a toothy smile. Blade felt enormously happy to see his mate feeling better again!

“Good. Looks like I won’t need to be applying that salve anymore. Even I am sick of the smell,” Talia grumbled. She threw the bandages away and wiped her hands on her tattered gown.

Akir nuzzled Talia with gratitude—Blade had never seen him show her affection before. “Thank you.”

Talia seemed to be surprised as well. She eyed him curiously before a soft laugh escaped her lips. “Think of it as thanks for taking me in.”

Blade knew it was more than that; he knew that Talia really cared for both of them. She would have taken care of Akir even if she was living on the streets. It made his chest feel warm to see the both of them getting along. She was the closest thing they ever had for a parent, even if she was a dragonkin.

It was a good thing they were getting along, too, because it didn’t seem like Talia would be leaving them for some time. After the fire had subsided, they had gone to look for anything that could be salvaged. Sadly, they didn’t have any luck; even the gold coins she had left had melted in the intense blaze and disappeared.

So, Akir and Blade had both decided to find some furniture like she had in her home. They bought a couple of chairs, a table, a dresser, and a small cot. It was a pain to get it all situated in their home, but it was worth it to see how pleased Talia was.

Instead of a bare room with just a pile of furs, it was now decorated to look more homely. Talia’s cot was pushed up against the front of the wall that separated Blade and Akir’s bedroom from the rest of the house. The table was placed in the center of the room. To the right of that, alongside the wall and next to a seemingly natural stone shelf, was her dresser. It stored her clothing and some of her belongings that she was steadily acquiring again.

That month passed by in a flash, and the memory of Talia’s house burning down faded to the back of Blade’s mind. Something more pressing was shortly ahead: the mating season. After thinking it over and talking about it many times, Akir and Blade finally decided that they would go through with having an egg with Vespera.

Blade was extremely nervous. He had never imagined being in a situation like this! It was exciting to think about the pleasures of mating and the potential for him and Akir to be parents, but at the same time it was nerve-wracking to know how they were going to make that egg. He was glad that Akir would be there with him—he felt much more comfortable with his mate at his side.

They left their home without telling Talia what their plan was and flew over the feral district to Vespera’s home. Blade had a hard time remembering which house was hers since there were so many of the exact same, but Akir seemed to know where he was going. He guided Blade there, too, in case he would ever need to know himself.

Akir seemed very excited about what was to come. An unshakeable grin curled his lips as he looked at Blade. “Can you smell it?” he asked.

“Smell what?”

“The mating season.” Akir inhaled and visibly shuddered in mid-flight. “The intoxicating aroma of needy females drifting in the wind,” he chirred. “And then the lusty musk of the males ready to breed them…”

Blade sniffed and flared his nostrils, taking in the mixture of dragony scents. He never really noticed it before, but he had noticed Akir’s scent being much stronger than normal. He wondered if his scent was stronger too.

They dropped down and landed lightly at Vespera’s door. Akir knocked, and Vespera was quickly there. A big smile curled her lips as she invited them in.

“Oh thank goodness! I was just about to tend to myself. This heat is just so irritating; I can hardly stand it.”

As soon as they stepped inside, Blade was assaulted by a powerful odor that filled his swirling head with instinctual lust. He half-leaned against Akir for support as he shuddered, his feathers puffing out.

Akir chuckled and nudged Blade. “She smells good, right?”

Blade blushed warmly and nodded, smiling awkwardly at Vespera. She had an earthy scent that smelled like it was mixed with the faint odor of flowers. He couldn’t really place it, but whatever it was it filled his mind and body with primal instincts that wanted to burst free from him. He could already feel his tapered tip peeking out of his sheath. He tried this best to hide it, staying slightly behind Akir.

“This is his first time, isn’t it? With a female?” she asked, sauntering up to Blade. She nosed at him, and he let her sniff his neck. The tip of her snout tickled down his feathers as she breathed in his scent.

Akir nodded and chuckled. “I took him before anyone else could!”

But to Blade’s horror, she didn’t stop at his neck. Her nose trailed down his chest and then across his belly as she poked her head beneath him. Blade meeped and backed away, but it was already too late.

“Oooh, and he’s already excited! Rwrr… I can’t wait to feel him,” she cooed and then started inspecting Akir. Akir exposed his neck to her and even lifted his foreleg as she inspected his gender.

“Mrrrm… Just as I remember…” Blade’s eyes bulged as he watched her lick at the tip of his sheath before sucking on the end of it. A tinge of jealousy immediately crossed his thoughts as he watched her lips press against his mate’s sheath.

Akir lightly groaned and allowed her to taste him. Vespera’s head cocked from side to side and her tongue darted out of her mouth, tasting the skin of his nethers. After she was done, Akir’s cock was already growing from his sheath. Then Blade realized that his was too! It spilled into the open air, twitching needily as his loins warmed with lust.

She giggled and smirked at both of them. “So, did you two decide on who will put an egg inside me? Who will be the lucky father? Akir?”

Akir shook his head. “Blade will be. He’s never felt a female before, so I want him to experience it at least once.” He turned and smirked at his feathered mate, giving him a nuzzle.

Blade felt his heart racing inside his chest. He was nervous, aroused, and excited. It was his job to breed her, his seed that would fill her womb and create an egg. Blade was never taught about how it all happened, but his instincts knew that all he had to do was mount a female and claim her. However, Akir was more than happy to explain all the fun parts of mating with a female: what they liked most, things that set them off, and where to touch and caress if he ever got the opportunity.

“Oh, I see. I’ll be more than happy to let him enjoy me! And I’m also curious. Will the hatchling have feathers like him or scales like mine? Ooooh, I hope it has feathers! That would be so adorable!”

Blade flushed warmly and thought about what their hatchling would look like. Both of them were colored mostly black, but her secondary color was silver while his was gold. Across her body were lines of swirling silver, a lot like the intricate details curving and lining some of Blade’s joints. Her eye sockets were surrounded in a silver highlight that accented her dark-blue eyes well. The color trailed down from the bridge of her nose to the tip of it, thinning out at the very end. Her claws and slightly curvy horns were black like Akir’s. Overall, she was a very beautiful dragoness.

“I hope our hatchling has feathers too,” Akir said with a toothy smile. “I’ve grown fond of them over the years.”

Blade smiled and wriggled happily as he looked at Akir. Akir was going to be the father of his hatchling. He wondered if that would confuse their offspring at all, having two fathers instead of the traditional mother and father, but he was sure it would be fine. He was mostly worried about whether or not he would be a good parent.

He knew Akir would be an amazing parent. After all, Akir was the one who raised Blade. Even though they had grown up together, Akir was always the responsible one that told Blade what to do. Not that Blade minded, of course. He had always been more than happy to please his older brother! And now that Akir was his mate, he could please him in a variety of ways…

“Well, the sooner we get to it, the sooner the egg will hatch!” Vespera chimed and suddenly whirled around and thrust her rump into the air, her tail lifted and drooping off to the side. Blade’s eyes widened as her gender caught his attention. It was unlike anything he had ever seen. Sure, he had caught glimpses before of what females had beneath their tails, but this… He had never seen one so aroused!

Beneath her tail was her sex engorged with blood, much like the throbbing erection Blade now had. It was moist and open, her pink, glistening folds exposed. She presented to the both of them and gave a wiggle of her rear end while cooing to them.

Blade didn’t know what to do. He stood there, mouth agape and body shuddering and his feathers puffing out while his lust urged him to move. But he was too insecure to make the first move. Thankfully, Akir was quick to step forward. He flashed a grin at Blade as if to say, ‘this is how it’s done!’ and pushed his snout into her crotch.

Vespera moaned huskily and arched her back, pushing her hips into Akir’s muzzle as he lapped at her sensitive folds. Blade watched his tongue push between her nether lips and stroke her flesh while his nostrils flared. Then his attention shifted down Akir’s body.

Dangling between Akir’s legs was his erect cock, twitching and drizzling pre. Not so surprisingly, Blade felt much more lust for Akir’s flesh than he did for Vespera’s sex. And he was confident enough to do something about that!

Blade stepped behind Akir and dropped his head before nuzzling at Akir’s sack. He sniffed and inhaled, taking in his mate’s wonderful odor. He preferred that over Vespera’s scent as well. He shuddered and started licking his soft, smooth scales, feeling his balls moving and squishing against his tongue. He curled his tongue around them and mouthed at them, giving them affectionate kisses.

Akir moaned encouragingly at him, his voice muffled as it was buried in Vespera’s rump. Blade reached a paw between Akir’s legs and grabbed his cock, beginning to stroke it up and down while lapping at his sensitive nethers. Akir lifted his tail for Blade, giving him all the access he needed.

Blade couldn’t see anything besides Akir’s rump and crotch, but he could hear Vespera’s moans and the lewd slurping sounds Akir made. He felt Akir’s cock jump and twitch in his grasp as he squeezed it. Pre coated Blade’s pawpads while he rubbed his mate’s slick length up and down. Blade had never seen Akir so… drippy before. He figured it must have been because of the season and the fact that his snout was buried in the crotch of a female in heat! Blade realized that he was dripping pre too.

After Akir pulled away from Vespera, Blade continued to lick and stroke his mate, not realizing that Vespera was now watching him. His eyes were closed while he focused on pleasuring Akir, enjoying every moment of being able to do so.

“Wow, he really does have a thing for males too,” she observed with a giggle. “You two must have a lot of fun together!”

Blade meeped and flushed with embarrassment as he pulled his muzzle away from Akir, who looked back at him with a toothy smirk. Blade ruffled his wings and avoided meeting gazes, pawing at the ground nervously.

“Mrrwr… I’d love to watch you two mate…” Blade didn’t like that idea at all!

“But I really could use some satisfaction right now! How are we going to do it?” she asked eagerly.

“On our sides?” Akir suggested. “Blade can take your front while I take your back.”

Vespera nodded eagerly, and the two of them moved into position, leaving Blade standing there gawking nervously. Akir wrapped his arms around Vespera and pulled her to his belly while they lay on their flanks. His paw stroked down her black scales, trailing across the silver flecks seeming to be embedded in her scales.

She cooed to him and lifted her rear leg invitingly, letting Akir touch her swollen vent. More jealous feelings welled in Blade’s mind as he watched Akir finger her and make her moan again. He shook it off and approached them. He still looked very nervous.

“It’s alright, Blade,” Akir reassured.

Blade gulped and nodded. He lay down on his side and hesitantly pulled himself close to Vespera’s black-scaled body. She looked at him with lusty eyes that drew down to his twitching cock. Blade had never been this close with anyone else before. He felt a little embarrassed about being exposed and aroused in front of her.

She wrapped her forearms around his back and pulled him closer until he felt the tip of his length touch her belly. He shuddered and shuffled his wings, looking down between her legs where Akir was still fingering her.

“He does enjoy a little nibbling,” Akir said, grinning at Blade. Blade didn’t notice because he was too busy staring at Vespera’s pink slit. He wondered what it would feel like, if it was everything Akir said it would be. His first time taking Akir had been an amazing experience, feeling Akir’s tight, warm hole enclosing around his cock, but Akir said that taking a female felt even better than that!

“Go ahead, Blade,” Vespera said. “Put it inside me. Let me feel it.”

Blade gulped. “O- Okay…” He gripped her shoulder near her furled wing and pulled himself closer as he laid a hind leg over her tail. He pushed his hips between her spread legs while she let one of her hind legs rest over his rump. He watched intently as his tip pressed to her warmth while he guided it with a paw. Then he pushed into her and gasped loudly.

Blade sucked in a deep breath as his body twitched and trembled. Vespera’s hot flesh wrapped around his cock as it slid into her moist, slick folds. She wasn’t as tight as Akir, but she was wetter and so very soft. Her muscles quivered around his penetrating length while he slipped further inside her, his ridges pushing past her entrance.

Vespera moaned and held Blade closely, caressing his back and flanks and ruffling his feathers. Akir cooed encouragingly behind her, holding her against him. Blade felt Akir’s footpaws starting to rub against his, making him blush and shudder even more. Their toes locked while they both rubbed each other and played with each other’s hind paws.

Blade had come to realized that Akir had a sort of fetish for hind paws. He knew Akir at least really enjoyed Blade’s, and there had been one night that Akir got the chance to express his lust for them. Blade thought it felt really good to have Akir massage and even lick his pawpads, and he ended up stroking Akir off with his footpaws that night. Since then, they both enjoyed playing with each other’s feet.

A lewd moan escaped Blade’s lips as pleasure and lust burst through his body. His cheeks were hot and his loins were burning with delight. He felt much more sensitive than normal, as if he could feel every little detail inside Vespera’s sex His toes flexed and squeezed Akir’s footpaw.

“Doesn’t she feel amazing, Blade?” Akir asked in a seductive tone. “So soft, warm, and wet…” Akir nuzzled Vespera and licked her cheeks while his paws traced down her form. Vespera shuddered and took quick breaths.

“Rwrrrr… And Blade feels so good...” Vespera said. “I’ve never felt ridges on a cock before.”

Blade smiled bashfully as he situated himself against her, enjoying the feeling of his cock buried in her heated depths. Her muscles would consistently squeeze his flesh, drawing small gasps from him.

“He does feel amazing,” Akir agreed and smirked at Blade. He brought his forepaw down and lifted Vespera’s twitching tail over his body while he moved his hind end closer to hers. His hips pushed forward, and Blade watched as Vespera suddenly winced and gasped, her face scrunched with what looked to be a mixture of pain and pleasure. She huffed and moaned loudly.

“But I feel amazing too,” Akir cooed into her ear.

Then Blade felt something sliding against his flesh as he was hilted inside of her while her muscles clenched him tightly. It took him a moment to realize that it was Akir’s length pushing into her. Blade blushed deeply and elicited a soft moan. Soon, both of them were buried inside both her passages as deep as they could.

“O-Oh wow…” Vespera moaned. “So f- full… two big cocks… Rwrrr...” Blade had never heard her so short for words before!

Blade wondered what sort of pleasure Vespera was feeling. He enjoyed Akir’s cock inside him immensely. He loved the sensation of being filled by it. If he could have had two of Akir’s cocks inside two different holes… Blade shuddered at the thought.

“Are you ready, Blade?” Akir asked, looking at Blade with a big grin. He gave Blade’s hinds a squeeze and wiggled his toes.

Blade nodded and looked down at his penetrating member. He pulled out, hearing Vespera’s lusty moan while her walls clenched him tightly. Each ridge tugged out of her until he pushed back in again. He groaned softly, feeling her soft folds enclosing around his flesh once more, unable to escape her heat. Blade wondered if females always felt like this: hot and drenched with arousal.

Akir did the same, and Blade swore he could feel their cocks almost touching. It was like a gentle massage mixed in with all the flexing of Vespera’s muscles. Akir pulled out and thrust in, and then he did it again. He started humping her, his cock pushing in and out of her tight tailhole.

Blade started lightly humping her too. Their thrusts alternated while their bodies rolled into Vespera’s repeatedly, effectively double-teaming her. They took it slow at first, letting Vespera adjust to their penetrating cocks. But with instincts mixing in with their lusts, it was hard to keep a slow pace for long.

Blade humped her about the same way he had humped Akir before. It was different being on his side, so he had to roll his hips into her, moving his entire body in a wave. Akir did similar motions but from behind her, pushing and pulling his cock out of her rump. The speed of their thrusts gained momentum as well as the pleasure was building inside them.

The room filled with the sounds of their mating. Lustful grunts, growls, moans, and gasps mixed together while Blade’s and Akir’s cocks schlicked and squelched as they mated her at the same time. Vespera couldn’t hold back her moans. Her voice made Blade shudder.

“Oh gods… D- Don’t stop!”

Akir growled behind her and thrust into her faster and harder. Blade could feel her body rocking as he held her close. He humped her faster too, wanting to match Akir. His length slid in and out of her sex, rubbing against her walls while his ridges tugged on her folds. He could feel Akir’s doing the same in her other passage, pushing and rubbing against Blade’s flesh. It was one of the most pleasurable sensations he had felt yet.

Vespera buried her face into Blade’s fluffy chest, rubbing her head in his feathers. Blade nuzzled the back of her neck and then grinned toothily at Akir. He really wished he was mating Akir right now, but he was glad that they could both share pleasure even if it wasn’t with each other.

Akir’s eyes were glazed over, brimming with the lust that filled his body. Akir grinned back at Blade and leaned his head forward until their noses touched. Akir twined their tails together and squeezed Blade’s hind paws with his own.

They locked maws, kissing as they mated with Vespera. Blade moaned and breathed in deep, ragged gasps as his pleasure bloomed throughout his body. Having this moment with Akir almost made it seem like Vespera wasn’t even there. He lost himself in it, mindlessly following whatever his body told him to do. His instincts were fogging his mind, and he suddenly had an unrelenting urge to spill his seed inside Vespera, coaxing his thrusts faster and harder.

“Aaaah! Oh yesss!” Vespera moaned. Her claws dug into Blade’s back as she pulled him against her, gasping and moaning her pleasure. The muscles of her sex clenched Blade tightly as he slipped in and out of her, and then they began convulsing and undulating around his cock. The sensations surprised Blade immensely, making him shudder and moan out loudly as he broke away from the kiss. It took him a moment to realize that Vespera was having an orgasm and that her walls were trying to milk him for his seed.

A deep, heated blush set into Blade’s face as his feathers puffed out everywhere. His and Akir’s thrusts were sporadic and no longer alternating. They thrust in and out of her as she came, their cocks sliding in and out irregularly while her body almost bounced between them.

Then Blade’s crest flared as he gasped and moaned. He hilted Vespera, pushing his cock deep into her until his tip pushed against something firm. His flesh pulsed and throbbed uncontrollably as the first ropes of his virile seed spilled into her receptive depths. He closed his eyes, letting the sensations overwhelm him as his loins churned rapidly to produce the seed that would impregnate Vespera.

“O- Oh yes, Blade! Rrrawwr…”

The pleasure was unimaginable. It felt as if his entire body had been working towards this moment of release. He couldn’t control his body as it shuddered and twitched while he gushed warm, copious ropes of his seed deep inside her. His warmth oozed around his flesh that was being gripped and massaged by Vespera’s walls and drizzled out of her vent while Blade held himself there, hardly able to move. Time didn’t seem to exist as his mind felt pleasure like he had never felt before.

Vespera’s muscles worked his throbbing cock, continuing to undulate around it as he filled her with his life-creating essence. Blade wasn’t sure if she has climaxing anymore or if this was just what happened when a female was bred. Deep rumbles filled her throat as she panted raggedly and moaned.

It felt like the longest orgasm Blade had ever had. He emptied his balls into her, and the excess flowed and oozed around his cock out of her entrance, making a pool in the furs they lay on. He bred her thoroughly; not a single inch of her passage wasn’t drenched in his virile seed.

Having been lost in his own bliss, Blade hadn’t realized that Akir had his orgasm at some point. Akir stopped humping her, moaning and growling his lust. Now that Blade had some focus, he could barely feel Akir’s cock throbbing inside Vespera. Light pulses pushed at Blade’s flesh now and again until Akir sighed with satisfaction.

Vespera purred contentedly, holding Blade close while her paws sifted through his feathers. Blade didn’t mind quite as much as he would have at first. It felt good to feel her affection, though he still would rather have Akir’s. But it was nice to bask in the afterglow of their mating, especially since they had just created an egg together.

At least, Blade had really hoped so. The chance of making an egg during the season wasn’t a one-hundred percent chance, but it was very, very likely.

Akir chuckled and nipped at her again. “You know how I feel about you, sweetie,” he cooed. She grinned widely and nibbled on his jaw.

Blade clenched his teeth together tight, fighting back the tears of joy that wanted to burst free. He smiled softly at Akir who was peering over Vespera down at him. Their vision lingered on each other for a moment, expressing their love each other without words.

“Oh jeeze. Am I in the lovebirds’ way? I mean, you’re both still inside me. It feels really good, but I can leave and let you two do whatever.”

Akir chuckled and nuzzled her. “This is your home, silly. If we did something here, we would let you watch!”

“W- We would?” Blade meeped.

“Good, because that’s what I would have been doing anyway,” she said with a toothy grin.

Blade had no idea how he would feel about someone watching him and Akir have a private moment together, even if it was Vespera, the dragoness he just put an egg inside of. Mating with Akir was usually spontaneous and driven by their lusts for each other. He hardly had any idea what it would look like to someone else, as he never thought of that before!

Akir giggled and bumped noses with Blade. “It wouldn’t hurt to fill her again. We want to be sure, right?” Akir winked and nuzzled Vespera. “What do you say, sweetie?”

Vespera grinned widely and nodded eagerly. “Oh, please! I want to feel that again… It was so good!”

Blade groaned as his soft, sensitive length slipped free from Vespera’s vent. His seed spilled out of it, drizzling onto her furs. He blushed warmly, seeing Vespera’s soaked, expanded sex. Akir pulled out of her too, and Blade saw his seed oozing out of her tailhole as well.

Vespera chirred with delight and shuffled her wings as she climbed to her paws. She took quick glances of both Blade’s and Akir’s cocks, grinning widely. Excess liquids dripped from their tips while their softened lengths drooped. Blade wondered how they would get hard again after having spent themselves in Vespera, but Akir seemed to have an idea.

Akir rolled Blade onto his back and pressed belly to belly with him while firmly grinding their nethers together. Blade spread his legs apart and felt their balls mashing together while their cocks touched and sent warm sparks through his loins. He gasped and moaned, holding Akir closely as he started to sensually lick Blade’s neck, doting him in warm affections. Akir was lusty, and that started to rub off on Blade.

“O- Ooh… Akir…” Blade exposed his neck to his mate and felt a deep blush heating his cheeks. He saw Vespera watching them with wide, curious eyes while they intimately cuddled. He felt nervous about her watching, but Akir’s delightful tongue distracted him, bringing warm waves of bliss through his shivering body.

“Does this make you hard, Blade?” Akir cooed huskily into his ear. “Do you love mating with me? Do you want to feel my cock?”

Akir grabbed their hardening cocks together and started rubbing them. Blade felt his mate’s slick flesh against his own, exciting his lust and arousal as he squirmed around on his back, his tail writhing and swishing erratically.

“Aaah! Y- Yes… I do.”

“Good,” Akir said and pressed his lips to Blade’s. Blade closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. He lost focus as he delved into the kiss, feeling Akir’s tongue mingling with his while they licked at each other. Blade gripped Akir’s shoulders, not ever wanting to let go of his mate. He could feel Akir’s paw sliding up and down while it squeezed their frotting cocks together, making Blade elicit his pleasure in soft gasps.

Akir’s throat rumbled deep with pleasure, and he pulled away from the kiss, letting it linger for a moment as blue eyes met gold. Blade smiled at Akir, feeling his heart fluttering with love and affection for his mate.

Then a smirk crossed Akir’s lips as he stepped away from Blade, leaving him sprawled out on his back with a raging erection protruding between his legs. Blade blushed and meeped as he saw Vespera staring at it with lusty eyes.

“I told you I could get him aroused whenever I wanted,” Akir said to her. Blade felt betrayed, but he didn’t have much time to think about it before Vespera replaced Akir, lying with Blade.

“That wasn’t very nice of you, Akir,” she said. “You got him all excited just to leave him with me!”

Blade shuddered as he felt Vespera’s heat pushing and sliding against his erect cock. Pre spurted out and lanced across his belly feathers as she rubbed her scales against him. He groaned and wrapped his limbs around her, holding her like he would Akir. It didn’t feel right to him, but at the moment his lusts didn’t care. Having her powerful scent filling his nostrils brought back his desire to breed her.

Vespera moaned softly into his ear and started sensuously licking down his neck, just like Akir had. “Not that I mind, of course,” she continued. “He’s so very handsome and sexy... Don’t worry, Blade. I’ll treat you well!”

Blade flexed his toes and panted as his head swam in arousal. Vespera came onto him quickly and eagerly, grinding against his soft body. Her coos and moans rang in Blade’s ears while she licked and nuzzled around the back of his jaw.

Blade’s paws explored her body, running up and down her flanks as her wings flared out some. Then he watched as Vespera sat back on his body. She smiled widely at him, his cock in her paw between her spread legs. Her slit directly pressed against the base of his shaft while he stared between her legs with a warm blush at his cheeks.

Blade moaned and clenched his toes as she stroked his cock up and down, feeling and squeezing his sensitive flesh. She paid extra, curious attention to his ridges and gave them firm squeezes and massages, which made Blade gasp and groan while his body squirmed beneath her.

Then Vespera started to guide him into her, gently rising before sliding back down and taking his cock. Blade’s paws latched onto her hips as he closed his eyes. His face scrunched with pleasure while a slight snarl formed at his lips, his throat rumbling deeply.

His flesh slipped into her moist, velvety folds, greeted by her tepid heat once again. Pre spurted out of his tip as his ridges pushed past her lips. She was already plenty lubricated from their earlier mating, so Blade’s cock didn’t have a problem spreading her apart and filling her up to the hilt.

Vespera moaned lewdly while her muscles massaged and worked Blade’s cock as it buried inside her, her walls rippling around it. She rolled and gyrated her hips, letting his length pull and tug on her passage before sliding in and out.

Blade held her tightly and took in deep breaths, feeling pleasure tingling through his feathers. His toes flexed and his wings shuffled while his tail swished uncontrollably behind them. Vespera placed her forepaws on his chest and began to gently ride him, her eyes closed while her mouth was parted.

Blade blushed immensely and couldn’t help but to elicit a soft, lusty moan as she rode him. She felt so soft, and her walls did nothing but rub and caress his delicate flesh and send pleasure coursing through him.

“Careful, Ves, or you’ll make him cum already!” Akir said.

Blade glanced up at his mate, who was watching intently with a throbbing erection leaking pre from its tip. Blade wanted to wrap his mouth around Akir’s cock and suckle on it until he was rewarded with Akir’s seed, but Akir seemed to have a different idea.

Vespera stopped riding Blade and smirked as Akir stepped behind her. She lifted her tail high into the air for him while he positioned himself and brought his body above the both of them while they were connected at the hips. Vespera moved her body forward so she partially lay on top of Blade while their bellies touched.

“You can both be rougher this time,” Vespera cooed. She nuzzled Akir, who was looking down at Blade, their eyes meeting another time. Blade wanted and wished that Akir was mounting him. He wanted to take his cock and be the one to pleasure his mate. But he knew that after today, they would have all of the opportunities in the world to mate with just each other. So Blade relaxed and watched Akir angle himself and then press into Vespera’s tailhole.

Vespera gasped and groaned, and Blade felt Akir’s cock slipping into her and gently push against his flesh. Akir moaned and quickly hilted her, thrusting the other half of his cock into her until his tip buried deep inside her passage. That made her wince and grunt while her muscles clenched Blade’s cock tightly. Blade’s paws latched onto her shoulders as he held her securely.

Akir didn’t give much of a chance for Vespera to relax before he was already humping her. She groaned and rocked with him, making Blade’s length slide in and out before he started to eagerly thrust into her too.

Vespera moaned lewdly and panted as she was mated by the both of them at once. She leaned back into their thrusts, but they kept pushing her forward and making her wince and grunt. Blade dug his talons into the floor she could deliver faster and stronger thrusts to keep up with Akir.

They alternated their thrusts again, pounding against her one after the other. As Blade pulled out, Akir pushed in, and their lengths rubbed together inside each of her tight depths. Her sex was much slicker this time, making it easier for Blade’s cock to slide in and out with wet schlicking sounds.

Blade started to lose sense of himself again as pleasure bloomed inside him. He could hear both Vespera and Akir’s moans and grunts while their bodies rocked back and forth. Blade added to the lustful cacophony with his own growls and groans.

“G- Gods… You’re both so… Oooh…”

Blade wrapped his arms around her and held her snugly against him. Her scales rubbed against his soft, feathery hide as their bodies grinded together with Akir on top of them. Blade looked up at his mate to see his scrunched, pleasured face as he humped Vespera. Blade imagined that he was the one being humped, sprawled out on his back and taking each of Akir’s thrusts to bring his mate pleasure.

Blade shuddered and gasped loudly, suddenly feeling his orgasm ready to burst. He could feel the sporadic undulations of her muscles squeezing around his cock as Vespera cried out. She climaxed first again, but Blade wasn’t long after as he kept pounding against her in lustful abandon.

He growled deeply in his throat as his overly-sensitive cock started pulsing and throbbing inside the female, spilling ropes of his seed rapidly that filled her passage once again to ensure that she was bred. His claws clenched Vespera tightly as he stopped thrusting and just let her body rock back and forth on him while Akir kept roughly thrusting deep inside her.

This orgasm wasn’t as good as the first, but it still left Blade breathless. He panted as he rode out the rest of his climax, feeling utterly spent. It took Akir another moment before he roared out his ecstasy and came inside Vespera’s rump.

“O- Ooh… damn,” Akir mumbled. He pulled out of Vespera and flopped onto his back next to them, his chest rising and falling quickly. Blade peeked at his mate’s softening cock and smiled happily, feeling satisfied too.

Vespera nuzzled Blade and licked at his ear. “Did it feel good to mate with me?” she asked him softly.

Blade nuzzled her back and grinned widely as he nodded. “It felt really good… Thanks for carrying our egg.”

She cooed and kissed Blade, pressing their lips together for a brief moment before pulling away. Blade blushed warmly and glanced at Akir and wondered if he saw that, but he was too busy rolling around on his back.

“We should… do this again sometime…” Akir said between breaths.

Blade couldn’t help but to agree with him. At first, he wasn’t sure if he’d enjoy mating with Vespera or not, but he opened up enough to have a good time. It helped that he felt much more confident when Akir was around.

“Mmm… I’d love that,” Vespera said and slipped away from Blade. Blade’s soft length slid out of her with a drizzle of his liquid falling to his feathers. He flexed his toes and lay back like Akir, closing his eyes for a moment.

Vespera lay down between them and sighed contentedly on her back as well. “I wonder what it’ll be like to have an egg,” she thought aloud.

“You’ve never had one before?” Akir asked.

She shook her head. “I don’t mate with males during the season,” she said with a sly grin. “I usually find a female to satisfy myself with.”

“Y- You mate with other females?” Blade asked. He’d never thought about other dragons being like him and Akir. Maybe they weren’t the only ones!

“When the mood strikes me,” she giggled. “Though it’s not uncommon for females to pleasure each other when we’re in heat. I bet a lot of males do the same!”

Akir chuckled and pulled himself against Vespera. “I know Blade and I certainly do.” He touched his tail with Blade’s and motioned for him to join them. Blade smiled and rolled onto his side as he hugged around Vespera.

They snuggled together, and it wasn’t long before Blade felt a little drowsy. He shut his eyes and rested his head against Vespera’s neck. He wasn’t sure if she or Akir fell asleep too, but he quickly passed out and fell into a pleasant dream.

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